Modern War is so passé, so virtual
A mobile phone is videoing a man
The digital is not the actual
A binary weapon kills as kills can
A coat is crawling into a drain
A block of flats falls, people run
A child’s coffin pushed on a train
A drone hunting some mothers son
what has this world become?
The psychotic ape has won
Another reality has sprung
Where Nobody fires the gun
The map is not the Terrain
As they scream
In real pain
Yemen, Sierra, Ukraine.
