This Brave, New World

This Brave New World

by Marshal Gebbie

Terminate with Prejudice, 
The word came from on high,
Synchronise the satellite
Above her in the sky.
Instruct the drone manoeuvres
To glide 10,000 feet
And fire the micro missile
Through the roof, but be discreet!

A haze of gas like perfume,
A sneezing fit or two 
And every living thing within
The building dies on cue.
No symptoms are detected,
No evidence is found,
Because the toxins are oxidised
Before the hour comes round.

She lies in all her beauty,
Clear alabaster skin,
Green eyes stare to infinity
No heart, that beats, within.
Her searching words offended
The holders of the grail,
Who reached across the globe
To inflict their deadly flail.

This Brave, New, evil World
With technology to do
The bidding of the acolytes
Who transgress borders through,
Of every creed and every man,
Across the planet vast
To violate, at will,
Good human values of the past.


Marshalg
Revelations in a Scorching Sauna
26/11/2011

Jun 26

Reviews

[Mark]

Your way of incorporating the unconscionable technologies with which war is these days waged, into a poem which is simultaneously angry, and sad, and beautiful, and pleading is quite unique. Do I sense a devotedly spiritual man who was compelled by national ardor to do things he later came to loathe?
And if that weren't enough, the masterful manner with which your missive is woven into a sorrowful song is a delight to read, and to ruminate over.