the rockets and the bombs,
bursting in air
proof through the night
that they still don’t care

the rampage we watch
scrolling and streaming
a world falling apart,
evil leaders a’gleaming

don’t say what you see
you can ignore it of course
silence gives permission
for what is taken by force

limbs and ligaments
strewn all about…
of children, not monsters,
an unabridged account

lands of the free to die
home of the anonymously brave
a wicked theology given to reason,
a religious dilemma, of confident slaves

but the rockets and bombs
still burst through the air
as a shadowbanned perspective
reports from unaware

whose flag waves,
when the ash and dust blow?
which stars shall we drape in stripes,
what version of history shall we know?

-see

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