To fly into death:
Into wide eyed pallid faces
Followed by frozen empty breaths
Of innocence?
Watched by childlike anxious bodies
Defiant, destructive, determined:
Propellers slicing freedom limb by limb
Strangling it, choking it into defeat
And manipulating the mangled body
To raise its’ wounded head into
Retaliation.
Captures our new evil:
The remnants of the world to
Which we woke
Rain down on us bellow
Fiery, ashy, memorabilia
Missiles into the future.
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