Drones
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high in the sky
vermillion dye
clouds burst into flame
chaos uncontained
chase the wind, kiss the sun
time forgives the past done
rain refuses to touch head
Ragin monstersswarm from the deepto devour,murder.They must be vanquished.
The pretty dronesraise their perfectheads to laughat me.I don’t like them.
I have been affected.
I have been touched.
I have been dissected.
I have been hushed.
I have been affected
By the death of those I love.
I have been affected by the death you rain from above.
I can’t listen to the buzzing of the flies anymore.
No one finds them pleasing,
But every time I hear them now,
Gardening, playing soccer, sipping tea
It doesn’t matter where you may be,
All they see
Is a geography dominated by discord
A nation racked by civil war
A people doomed to hell.
