Hawks, eagles, kites, and owls
Sitting on the roof tops,
Perched on foliaged boughs,
Inside the downtown ruins,
Flying and gliding like drones,
Launching a suicidal attack,
To peck the flesh of humans,
Looking like carcasses,
Scattered everywhere,
Here and there.
Mykoul
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