Drone

Speedier than lickety-split Ready to jump tall structures in a hit More powerful than an electric bolt In a solitary bounding jolt Look up in the sky! It's a creature, lowly flying high Think, it's a robot, I admit Hmm, what is it? Our own selves underneath, the vapid worn-out drapes Hallucinogenic lights enlightening our shapes Howbeit, the quiet mumble, hereupon And the hum buzz wavering, of hanger-on Murmuring about outside within sight Their sharp edges cutting the night It employs a spying eye Every which way of the sky By itself/oneself freaking out Not realizing what could be about All by one's lonesome, can't unwind at all The observation in awe 'n appall Tis' gathering data on- I for one and you It's looking at all that we do Why goodness- gracious, I bemoan Why Yes! It's a DRONE!...