1983…
a morning in the east...
over 300 miles…
away from Romeo-20
The missiles explode like they were meant to be
The aircraft was shattered and forced towards the sea
The engines were howling the passengers cried
And until today we are questioning why
They’re telling us it was an incident
An eerie cold-war course
They avert to say that it was malevolent
Thy doom, it was perforce
Armor piercing shells…a warning no one saw…
Ascending towards escape……the final order falls
Rapid decompressions and oxygen masks
The R-98s have accomplished their task
12 minutes of horror before the descent
A firework all over the firmament
An act of war or a conspiracy?
Calamity or fate?
A mission to spy or an air battle cover up?
The facts are intricate
269 people were dead
Death by asystolia or by the impact
No bodies were found on the ground of the sea
And only the sharks know where they might could be
The world was split, the trenches were bottomless
No mercy authorized
They’ve got the sway, and by power they were possessed
While others paid with their lives
From the matutinal sky down to the deep sea below
As the plane hits the border it was beyond all control
Destroyed by a force the pilots never saw
When will humanity learn to keep its fingers from war?
That’s what we are….