Air Raid

Head down first
 block out the noise
the defeat of the shaking when the bombs drop
splintering words, harsher than shrapnel
in the dark chaos
all the children are saying prayers
calling for mums and dads
she is calling
again
and again
and again
from far across the room
she doesn't stop
we take care of each other, you see
she keeps calling my name..
until she hears me crawl out from underneath the pillows
'hey, I'm okay,
I'm okay
I'm fine.'

Duck, and cover
from the shot down gazed out effects of the air
They never called to ask if we survived
rescue, 911, copy
can you hear me
it was expected like the simplest Morse code
bravo on the delta
she called, 'are you okay?'
over.....