Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Iraq 4000

netcentric warfighter
static-charged demands
answered by stillness
and a thousand buzzing flies.

A bucketload of boy's dreams
drying black in the sand.

And back in the 'burbs
a woman's soul ripped
by two sober men in uniform.

The enthusiasts thought
they could automate war
distill it down to remote control
with shock and awe.

A kaleidescope of raw emotions:
Ali Rashid's kalashnikov
proved them wrong.