Drone Poem by Dorsey Baker

See the drone
flying way up
high in the clear blue sky
like a kite
without a string
it has no mind of its own
but it seems to
it seems to be
spying on us
its eyes following us
everywhere we go
but we aint naked
and we aint done nothing wrong
its a peeping Tom
peeping down on us
from way up there above us
it never closes its eyes
and it never sleeps
we would hide in the ocean
but the water
is much too deep!