The alarm sounds, the klaxon, bodies head for the shelters,the lucky ones. Children hold their hands over their ears, the noise too terrifying, the missiles drop on the nameless,while the so called heroes will be the ones we recall, years later, what a movie, amen.
Madness, how the truth is inverted, amen.
The supply of munitions limitless, the missiles drop and drop,until all that is left, ruble.
What is the lesson, amen