Sorrowful State Poem by shimon weinroth

Sorrowful State



I saw it on TV, a plane over disputed land
search and find a running object,
darting from here to there, in broad daylight
pilot pulled the trigger, destroyed the object

no video game, reality come to life,
I saw and heard it on TV, a foaming broadcaster
a commentator and reporter lusting
to arouse national pride in such a deed

second thoughts, hundreds of thousands of dollars
to kill only one homo-sapient

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