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The rules of engagement

These are the demarcation lines of hate,
The crude black daubs of a battle plan.

Unspoken rules of some other’s fate,
Silently inscribed by unseen hands.

And whom, do we suppose, lands the final blow?
Among the innumerable rain of fists immune
To the fire below.

Forged, wrenched, wrought – an old and heinous plan begins:
Unleashed: the thousand shards of violent delight

For those who come willing to sow and fight,
While high above the bloody heaven,

A sardonic watching master grins.

Style / type: 
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Last few words: 
Rough, a perspective on those 'magnificent men in their (unmanned) flying machines' - feel free to play around with it. Cheers. Chris.
Editing stage: 


The drones of death fly in kill and fly out again. There far away in a room watching TV might as well be a young lad just home from school playing war games on his hand held controller, with no idea that the reality is death of just another figure in his games.. Good write, not sure where to go with this though, I shall check to see if I can score more next time, Yours, Sparrow..

There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

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