“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 saw your 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 friend, know America
did not want you dead…
“That missile was meant
for your neighbors instead.”
