On Bombings and Apologies
"I'm sorry," said the captain
After killing your wife
Upon maiming your children
And wrecking your life.
"I'm sorry," he said,
"The missile, it missed,"
Then took a step back
when he sensed a clenched fist.
"That damn missile went left
when it should have gone right
-It's so hard to see straight
in the middle of the night."
"Dear X, know our country
did not want you dead.
That missile was meant
for your neighbor instead."