Thresholds, Isolated & Destroyed Poem by Mason Maestro

Thresholds, isolated and destroyed
Hear the rich guns, pigs employed
Media mill, they mill around
Around the gear, hear the incite fear
Smear the arms, sound the alarm

Thresholds, isolated and destroyed
Operations, drills, no frills to raid
Jade Helm made from one to fifteen
Marine unseen on the scene they march
Conditioning masses, time passes the arch

There are those who do conspire
Tools like courage under fire
Agents without uniform perform
Storm of tramping feet of a hired gun
Theater rampage, a job is done

Engineered, it’s feared we near the dark
Mark a new benchmark, placed up high
The bullets fly, people die, the birches bind
Find control of mind, employed
Thresholds isolated and destroyed