So take good care of you

So take good care of you


Greyish clouds behind
Earth is nothing more
Than an error below
And you are alone
Really alone

You are bombing some one else
That's your duty
Meanwhile your soul
Is going back to the sun
Another time

In Modern times
You designate targets
Computers confirm them
And give you the path

To get you out
Far away from debris
Targets are too expensive
To waste

People is disposable
Computers and planes too
Ammo and explosives
Can't wait to boom
So take good care of you


To Elia
VABM 11/Feb,2016