bones lying there together/bleached by the salt water/all flesh has gone south/fish grew fat on seven aircrew/discarded pieces of skeleton/don’t you know they made up aircrew/who flew their manchester bomber/far into germany bombing them in war

There are people who drive tractors for a living
There are people who ride motorcycles fast
There are times when the two meet
There are times when those meetings are bad
There are times when it's ******* carnage
There are times when the bike rider dies
There are times when he's wrapped round the back wheel
There are times when the bike hits the tractor at 200mph
There are times when both fuel tanks explode
There are times when they miss one another
There are times when the bike drives slowly
There are times when speed limits are respected
There are times when no road laws are broken
There are times when zero accidents take place
There are times when people are sensible
There are times when we all live in fantasy
There are times when we hope this becomes true

Hence I like you dear/do you like my older bro?/I am an ice cream

Breathe deeply kiddies and get some virus
Cyrus the Virus is here to **** you
Novichok flavour just for you
VX nerve gas special come get some
You'll feel fine better than the Black Death
Roll up and and get some bugs
Only the best for you lazy Millennials
Made in Russia mothertruckers
Neo Soviet influence touching you
Reaching out for you wherever you are
Even on the Moon or Planet ******* Mars
Not even Santa and Old Nick are safe
Novichok gonna get you virus kaput time

Launch light flashing
Bombs on the way
Fire in the hole

Rockets heading down range
Anything that can be fired
And **** is sent to do the job

That of enemy eradication
The landscape is like the Moon
All vegetation ceases to exist

As does most of the soldiers
They are spread over the landscape
In ****** bits and pieces

They knew what they were
Signing up for before
To be blown to ******* bits

This is just one small hill
Remember the warriors
For they own this land

There's a way and will to this world
No matter how twisted or slow or fast
There's a finite intelligence there
Guiding me to places known or unknown
Here or there it doesn't matter
The result is the same  
A journey some place else
We are here just now and future
We will be taken to new places
For further experiences in this life
They will be good or bad or indifferent

23
See the plastic friends float down the river
Bits of flotsam and jetsam in the **** way
Of fresh flowing clear water polluting it
By their rancid presence what they do
You do not do the same to them
For you are pure and free of them
Except their shadow in your mind
It's fine for they make you stronger
Focusing your laser gun on their bodies
Watching the light skip over the water
Sizzling their remains when it catches
Bodies water you laser river life
It goes on and on the war battle event
This is the 23rd Century Police State