By Commander_Cadaver

My name is GBU-43/B Massive Ordnance Air Blast
But you can either call me
"Mother of All Bombs" or
M.O.A.B. for short.
I'm a teen but filled with
The wrath of 11 tons of TNT
And flown to where I am needed.

Land itself
Fear my name.
They fear the whistle
And my free fall.
The impact kills instantly,
Demolishing and desecrating
All in my way.

A drone watches my decent
As I fall, sprialing slowly.
My target area in sight.
I feel the hunger for destruction
Calling for me.
I hear the screams of those
That must be destroyed.
Seconds before impact.
They scatter but why?

The fireball erupts into the sky,
My explosion seen and felt
For miles like an earthquake.
The shock wave finally releases and
Wipes out whatever survived.
This is my purpose.
I am a killer.
I am fear.
I am death.
I am war.

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Copyright 2019 Commander_Cadaver
Published on Thursday, April 4, 2019.     Filed under: "Tribute" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

Listening to too many war songs.
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