The Drone
The world is at war with attacking drones silent
the sky
Delivering it's deadly load on the people who are about to die
This assassin's tool that delivers pain in a stealth and deadly silence
Belongs in the war of today bringing hate death and violence
You will not hear it's engine just maybe a little bit of humming
You will have no idea where it is or from what direction it will be coming
The drone started as a toy intended for children to play
Not to used in silent attacks and to take innocent lives away
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