A Missile Flew

A Missile Flew I saw a missile fly over head Eighteen injured and six dead An apartment’s dark holes Collapsed floors, beds on the edge Licked by orange flames And black tongues of smoke Like a dragon peering out from a cave Unimaginable terror, nowhere to hide The safest place in the world Your home, decimated, walls shattered And peeled open like a tin. Under orders, without thought He pressed a button and heard the roar As the missile soared into the sky Knowing his actions would at least Cause distress and destruction And the best scenario, death of People he would never know. Parents of children, who will Now grow as orphans or die As memories to a few. Not a second thought, tea with The guys below, biscuits with the Crew. Back on deck, another Missile flew. David Cox 23/04/22