FEARLESS

By Gerald Marshall

Helicopters over like the Heavens
Circulating, death destruction and devastation –
to the people below

Foreign drones drop bombs
throwing body parts
of the innocent every where.

Through it allegations I remain, unafraid.
Because living on death row
Prepares you to die every day.

 

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