I’m a Drone, Angel of Death
Revenge is mine
(Inspired by the war in Ukraine)
My homeland is ablaze below
I’m watching from above
Invading wolf packs steal the show
It’s death I’m speaking of
They fill the space in endless stream
No end to foreign horde
One cannot wake from ugly dream
Of blood and gore, oh, Lord
I am a drone, men put me forth
The shield of the oppressed
Avenging sword and ire of God
On never-ending quest
Above the battle is my path
Sad eagle in the cloud
Revenge the blood, unfurling wrath
I hunt invaders’ crowd
I fly elusive and unseen
My only mate is wind
And eyes are casting glance that’s mean
With missiles to be pinned
Revenge that’s personally yours
Alive, but not for long
A lighting strike comes from above
To see the villain gone
They have no time to understand
It’s done with brightest flash
Befalling darkness reach is grand
When anger warps to ash
For crying orphans, homes gone
And land which they have raped
For moms and kids becoming pawn
Who died without escape
Revenge is mine, I spawn demise
As judge and firing squad
If raised the sword, by sword he dies
Azrael’s lighting rod
Above the battle, angel soars
On duty, day and night
Victorious by every score
Leave nothing of foe’s might
They can’t escape the heaven’s wrath
The screens reflect it all
The missile goes the chosen path
Wherever glance may fall
The Book of Life is where I keep
Who lives and who is gone
I only judge the evil creeps
For rest no judgment drawn
The one who’s guiding my right hand
He is no superman
My bro, in our common stand
Divine trigger man
At end of day, he guides me home
To prep for next combat
And when he gets wife on the phone
No war in their chat
April 17, 2022
Copyright © Ed Kay | Year Posted 2025
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