This Death By This Mettalic Eagle Poem by DAVID ISAIAH

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THIS DEATH BY THIS METALIC EAGLE
By: David Isaiah
This death by this metallic eagle
Hurrying, whirl like Tsunami wind
Claiming our heads
This white man's bird
Wreck this little countryside

Men and beloveds we called ours
Now no more we see
Though we are not all consumed
Yet we die by attachment
Being bond in dead by love
Good or bad we all have the hole in hearts
For memory lingers fresher than dew

This death by this metallic eagle
Poor chap bones
This air monster crushed and flushed our lives away
Far from what we forget in a hurry
For statistic stands above the rest
Send melancholy deep down the spine
And marrow shrinks

Then bulletins sells our images
To our brothers and lovers, even foes alike
Outside our home, beyond boundaries
Inviting them to the mourning
Which they have no share

The inflicted wounds in some solitary hearts
Well beyond moonlight tale.
This death by this metallic eagle
This big demonic docile
In flame of hell
Burnt our communities, families and nation to ashes
And them accord an instant burial