Drone

a poem about the life of a drone.

Drone by Anthony Knight

I stand beside a symbol of my affection to learn it as my existence.
Gazed at perfection, Finding no vanity.
Gracing an ideal, finding no flaw.
Obtained stories of peace, worth years of war.
Tyrant a friend, allies an enemy
Tranquility in our hearts but chaos in others life
Fighting designed for our harmony
Familiar slogans filling my conformed mind
Death on the behalf of Freedom
Dirt now our home, strangers my family.
I stand beside a symbol of my existence to learn it as my affection.