M.A.D.

M. A. D.
Mutual assured destruction
By AJ O’Brien.

They’re on their way
One hundred dark angels
dressed to kill,
in suits of shining armour
searching for blood to spill.

Cruising high and silent
sailing across the skies
carrying songs of death,
and when they arrive
there won’t be anyone left.

Locked on to the innocent
they’re on their way down,
beyond turning back.
Let loose your dark angels?
Two minutes to impact.

 

 

 

Just one minute man

Just one minute man
By AJ O’Brien.

All set Mr. President,
I have a long way to fly
and when I arrive,
well you know the outcome
and so do I.
Clear skies lay ahead
let the darkness begin.
What you’re about to do,
not me,
Is a cardinal sin.

You’ve entered your code
so sit back and relax,
kick off your shoes
have a drink or two
while I tell you the facts.

I’m an LGM-30 Minuteman
Intercontinental ballistic missile
carrying three nuclear warheads,
and when I come down
I come down in style.
Payload 500 Kilotons
more than enough power
to destroy 50 Hiroshima’s,
and I shall be arriving
In just under one hour.
Cruising speed, 1500 mph
altitude 700 miles high
accuracy within 200 meters.
Bury your guilt
and kiss the dead goodbye.

Okay, target is dead ahead
given the final code to attack,
all warheads are fully armed
pray you’re doing the right thing,
there’s no turning back.
60 seconds to impact
coming down like a hammer from Hell,
30 seconds to impact
just enough time,
to sound the death knell.