Drone Poem by Daniel Miltz

Speedier than lickety-split
Ready to jump tall structures in a hit
More powerful than an electric bolt
In a solitary bounding jolt

Look up in the sky!
It's a creature, lowly flying high
Think, it's a robot, I admit
Hmm, what is it?

Our own selves underneath, the vapid worn-out drapes
Hallucinogenic lights enlightening our shapes
Howbeit, the quiet mumble, hereupon
And the hum buzz wavering, of hanger-on

Murmuring about outside within sight
Their sharp edges cutting the night
It employs a spying eye
Every which way of the sky

By itself/oneself freaking out
Not realizing what could be about
All by one's lonesome, can't unwind at all
The observation in awe 'n appall

Tis' gathering data on- I for one and you
It's looking at all that we do
Why goodness- gracious, I bemoan
Why Yes! It's a DRONE! ...

© daniel miltz