As the dust settles
as the shaking stops
as the roaring quits
as the buildings fall

Small people clench their
fists inhuman rage
for where the bombs have landed
the earth has built a cage

Like snow it coats their faces
like ash it stains their cheeks
it won't be seconds or minutes
or days or months or weeks

They won't forget the pain
they won't forget the fear
they won't forgive you now
because you never hear

Their cries for resolution
their hope that's now forlorn
their pleading for a new day
instead are left to mourn

In silence that is building
an ever growing storm
taking from them the summer
those golden days of warm

You've left me high and dry alone
in misery and doubt
it was you who threw the bomb my dear
you deal with the fallout