The Drone Poem by NAYYAR SHABBIR AHMAD

The Drone



I’m a pretty laid back kind of guy
I lead a good life
I earn well
I have no cares in this world
no complaints

I love chilling out
relaxing with the family
reading a good book
viewing TV
Getting my teeth round a good steak
Chilled bottle of wine
Picture it?
Great!

I watch the garden grow
Fix the wheelbarrow
You know
that sort of thing

Everyone greets me
People are so friendly

No one knows what I do for a living
I’m so used to it
I can do it without even thinking

Don’t worry about me
I work at a safe distance
I’m 1000 miles
or so away from my target
I pilot unmanned planes
and, depend on artificial Intelligence
My mission is to zap terrorists
destination right or wrong

So don’t fret
It really is no sweat

The other day, I was asked to
get rid of some al-Qaeda operatives
lurking across Afghanistans border
I did
I struck down some Pakistanis as well
O, what the hell!

You say I’m looking a little pale
Perhaps, all I need is a little sun and sea
Should we vacation in - err - say, Italy?

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