Spurious Liberation Poem by DM W

Cold commands are issued.
Blue skies are ripped open.
Here come the fighter planes
From the land of freedom.
Here come the bringers
Of truth & liberty.
Here come the bringers
Of modern democracy.
Here come the planes
And the metal rain.
Here come the planes
And the stinging rain.
Here come the planes
And the children's screams.
Here come the planes
And the death of dreams.
Here come the planes
And collateral damage.
There go the planes...
And then the silence.