ground invasion
a long procession
crossing the border
controlled remotely
fourteen hundred
kilometers away
this is anything but
a ticker tape parade
more like a war of wills
not a single shot fired
in the map room
a series of switches
dictate who may live
& what must go
the rest of the world
continues to suffer
from cyberattacks
oblivious to reality
& blinded by the light
february two thousand twenty-two
copyright j matthew waters
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