Air Raid

    Hearts and Minds,
           They're in the sky,
      Hidden in the clouds,
                                             Drifting
  Right on by,


            They're not secure,
    as  we fly right thru,
                       preparing to bomb,
             a terrorist coup,

                 oh

                   how
                 
                     far
 
                      to 

                       fall

        to create a hole,
                 with a cloud of dust,
            encompassing everyone,                    
                        decomposing trust,

           But do not fret,

        For this poisoned air,
   Will dissipate soon,
                  to the clouds above,
           to whatevers ruin.