Death Birds Poem by Alfonso Siverls

metal wings
high in the sky
hiding in the clouds
like mythical gods
circling silently in the night
striking from above

strange birds
no dove of peace
no mighty hawk
no majestic eagle, just
birds of death

pilotless
programmed
zooming in
on the x mark
delivering its payload
to a house, a home
a truck, a building
a cell phone, a group

raining death
blinded bird eyes view
playback DC
men
women
child
beast
ripping
flesh
burning
smelling
period

target destroyed
mission accomplish
a reality video game
the fire next time
bring the drone home