Metallic Wings
Listen to the air,
what cometh on the buffeting winds
of history
are angry birds of prey
With metallic wings that flap not,
they move with frightening speed
Raptor birds carrying atomic seeds in their beaks,
given to feed
the radiation baby chicks which will soon emerge
from the bowels of their womb,
Listen to the wind ... death is arriving soon
Metallic wings
that move with a deadly drone
When they drop their cobalt eggs,
the splattering sound of the scattering dust reveals
the new boundaries of the killing zone
Witness the bones stripped of all flesh ...
instantly gone
And the leveled cities of worms
sink underground permanently
Smell the stench of the wind which is blown
See the metal birds of prey
return to perch on their barren branches
With untiring wings spread,
they sit atop their fallow thrones
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2017
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