The billowing black smoke revealed sickeningly red horizon
I’m knelt among an endless stretch of ruptured organs and torn bodies,
A mash of the burnt flesh’s what’s left in the wake of the kinetic action
Dead soldiers beckon as they rot
Remains smoldering in ossuaries
A SWAT team on
a rescue mission
Led into the trap,
Executed.

By the fascist culprits
No one got out alive
there are no survivors
Massacred in kill box.

Reality conflicts with agenda, receiving the mixed signals
Objective's unclear, mismatched's what I know and what I see
Ambushed as mercenaries, mediators in the peace making policy
Shocked and appalled, our morale’s low
Massacred in kill box frenzy
Both airborne
and on the ground
the lethal strikes
are inbound.

As I drew my last breath
veil lifted from my eyes
We’re not liberators
we’re henchmen of war crimes.

Outmaneuvered
And executed
Henchmen of war crimes
Massacred in kill box .

Before I died I went
mad constantly
hearing ominous sounds
Of the wailing sirens