dropping bombs with alternate thoughts

'maybe it is wrong?'
i think to myself.
'maybe it shouldn't happen?'

but,
in my mind,
i see the american flag
raised about the people,
catching the air proudly --

but with a blink of an eye,
smoke replaced the wind,
screams from pain and fighting
ring out.

and i realize
that this is not
such a bad deal after all.

besides, we are only
taking defensive actions.

with a stern face,
but grin withing,
i say,
"launch it."

we watch as 'fat man'
is sent be air
to our 'friends'
the japanese.

---mindie bolce