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Present caught up with the future

Mankind’s obsession

for self-termination

turns life into science fiction

Bigger, better weapons

Nation’s cock-extensions

Deadly machinations

Destructive automations

Over-ocean import

Hellfire missiles onboard

Unmanned airstrike support

Designed to leave the earth scorched

Hunter-killer

Robotic bird of prey

Armed redeemer

Prepares to end the game

Rain death from the sky

(Prey dehumanized)

Paid grim reaper

Present but far away

Pulls the trigger

Right behind the display

How does it feel

to watch them die,

scream voiceless cries?

How does it feel

to gun them down?

Can you feel proud?

Who’s the machine?

Knight of the computer table

The man in the loop

A hero or a villain

or somebody in servitude?

Shed no tears, don’t break sweat

Remember you’re compelled

Show no doubt, don’t regret

But you can never forget

Targets on a widescreen

Nothing but a routine

Can collaterals be

avoided or foreseen?

How does it feel?

How does it feel?