by Martin Anton Smith

So they appear in the sky,

And of course all us joe schmoes,

Are left guessing as to what the hell they are.

The legacy news & the podcasters are happily abuzz,

As the billion of eyeballs are reigning in their easy cash.

All at the ease of a clicking click click.

“Is it a bird is it a plane…no you fool it’s a deep state psy-op”

“Don’t be stupid ya nimrod! It’s the Star-men Pleiades”

“No no no silly schoolboy – they’re sniffing out rogue nuclear warheads!”

“You’re all so uneducated – it’s the Dems creating a false crisis to hang on to power”

“Look son read your ufology history – its Project Bluebeam – say sayonara to all Freedom – Welcome to the Gulag son!”

And now the Poet gives his two cents.

I don’t know what it is but I know this:

It’s all the result if too many sneaky Machiavellian’s,

Behind too many closed doors,

With too many “top secret” & “classified” stamps.

With too much easy black budget cash,

Who are happy to trash democracy for “national security reasons”.

This Drone stuff is just what happens when the Machiavellian dweeb numbers spike.

It’s just like nature – to much of anything leads to its own destruction –

Nature cures it’s own imbalance as part of its corrective system.

So they same happens with families, cities societies & empires.

Eventually all the silliness collapses,

& this sometimes means better people from other lands take the reigns.

But it’s all been done before & nothings new.

The only question to ask is this:

How will this season of Earth Reality TV end?

Are the Drones a new plot twist?

Or an ‘annoying new character’ added wishfully to lift flagging ratings?

As always we boobs just have to wait it out.

When the years pass & the smoke clears & the mirrors fall.

We’re left with History.

Yes it’s written by the victors,

But the sneaks & cheats tend to be outed eventually.

There are enough correct pieces of the puzzle to create a semblance of the ‘true image’.

Call me a one eyed History lover – but stand by my comment.

So we will know what the Drones were all about sometime around the year 2050.

And so the great Windsor Davies often retorted:

Oh dear, how sad…never mind.

Or similarly as Marcus Aurelius would advised:

“You have power over your mind — not outside events. Realize this, and you will find strength”.

So not sure about you,

But I’m going to listen to Marcus Aurelius & Windsor Davies on this one.

After all, isn’t a sign of madness to take advice from those that hate you?

I’d rather chose not to be insane, at least while the choice is still mine.