Silent steel butterflies

carry malicious messages

in worried skies of annihilation

Past

sleeping radars and

unwary watch towers

The rocket strikes

spewing ancient rot around it

like a vomiting volcano

arousing pain

arousing violent counteraction

seeking to be free

Unleashing chaos

Slinging arrows of death

over the Sultan’s sands

where

the blood runs red

in a mixed emulsion

that grips the soul

The sucking muck of primal slime

pulls the achilles,

holding society’s boot

fast as a convict’s vices

Reaching up causes anguish

breaks the seal

When weeping begins

marching in silent  bootsteps

see the meaningless salute

to a half-raised flag