Big Black Dot Targets And Apolo Governments Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

They never said we were guilty
But sort of by the way
Guilty in the huts
Shelter guilty people
Cellar guilty people
Depleted uranium splintered
In guilt we daily grew

Collaterally guilty
For we were at the wrong place
At the wrong moment
For we never knew the place
Or the moment though sirened
Bilaterally unsheltered alarmed
By either earth or sky
Multilaterally scattered unarmed
Uninationally sentenced to die
Multinationally mapped across the cities
Internationally timed and clocked
In guilt we daily grew

As they dropped the bombs
As they ruined the huts
As they crashed the shelters
And mushrooms blew the body parts
As they broke the hearts…

Most naïve lol
Expected them to apologize
Most experienced knew
Apolo governments never do