Devreaux Baker: In the Year of the Drone

By Devreaux Baker   Nuclear Age Peace Foundation   October 15, 2014

Hurry, you have to tell them.

A girl is walking down the street
hand in hand with her mother
coming or going to a wedding or a birth.
There is the sound of celebration in the air,
the smell of spice on their hair and fingers.

You have to warn them.

The vendors are setting up carts
at the edges of the street.
A woman carries her baby in her arms,
a man lifts his son onto his shoulders
for a better view of our world.
Somewhere miles and lifetimes away
men sit in a room lit by screens,
dead light is trapped against their forms.
You know how this will end.

You have to warn them.

When Cortés burned the aviaries
he chose to destroy what was innocent,
what was precious to the people.
He chose to wage war by first putting to flame
great blue herons, snowy egrets
spring tanagers and hummingbirds.

You have to go now.

A burning coin has been tossed in the air.
There are faces lit by dead light
watching from miles and lifetimes away.

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