Abattoir Aid

in a particular bomb-bronzed area
one we need not mention by name
within the territory without a country
not so anciently slain..

the unfettered policy
     exile and abandon them
           condemn and contain them
                   dehumanise and slay them
                           disease and distress them
                                        burn and starve them..

and then..and then..
then sponsor and direct the repurposed aid-giving
via so-called emergency aid centres
absolutely nothing shady to see here
nothing in all its grotesque verdant splendour..

the garish-coloured presence
the helping fist camouflaged in the velvet of high-viz
the bleeding hearts replaced
safely decapitated
summarily despatched for pleasure
at leisure
amounting to a zero
a zero less than a decaying world full of uh whatever..

powdered soup
stale bread loaves
and melting water bottles
all the music..
corral waves of desperate and beleaguered easy targets deceived..

the benighted
emaciated dehydrated and ragged
swarm under the punishing pummelling swelter
raised waving hands of crushed bodies wilt
outside these emergency aid centres
a few freebies are lazily flung at them
like they do at corporate entertainment events
good for the teevee
drip-drip compassion-smoothies for the soon-to-be attrited
redacted at warp speed..

to the screams
ratatat shots ring out and echo and reverberate
as video-game marksmen shoot them down
fish slain in an imploding barrel
the shocked and bleeding collapse and concertina
carrion with nowhere to go
marooned within their open prison bestrewn with skeleton bones
ratatatatat..ratatatat..

hunger games
without a hint of the sexy
abattoir aid
prophecy-made
the déjà vu of stacked deception the recursive ritual
binoculars blinded deckchairs included..

and by dozens each and every day
the starving numbers lessen
by dozens a day
efficient
cost effective
no body bags required
the dead here often dress super-casual..

abattoir aid
long-life bullets etched with the unnamed
as they pass the finishing line of their use-by date
unannounced..

and the collective kiss of fate
will only count as a sliver of a statistical point of data
anyone melts into everyone
a whole one of  minus no-one
since many decades long gone
abattoir aid..

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Insect Heretics Of Dune Eurovision

 

annhialation strikethrough
extermination strikethrough
redefine re-frame
revalue and redeem
so let us call all this
all this necessary unpleasantness
let us call all this..hark..de-escalation
honourable compelling sustainable
and let us call this..all this..
a new kind of ceasefire
the only kind in all honesty..

the levelled playing field
the de-escalation tamed
perhaps a little ochre-tinted
the scarlet wine flows brightly
on our terms so yours also..dear staunch allies
and here we will remain..

witness prime land revived virgin
where gleaming glass cities shall spiral
the potency of our vision on full display
and at long last
finally and fully realised
uninhibited..
since forever we follow our signs..

white phosphorous eyes
alchemise
marbled melt fossilise
flattened and vanish
glory to our brave bulldozer riders..
..all to bring
and very soon
the magic of sacrifices
revised maps with realistic new boundaries
fruition..

and all of you
all our dear friends and free-world leaders
are cordially invited..
to alight upon the shabby-chic-as-new
as green as the greenest bamboo
beach-front duplexes with infinity pools
all of this and more eagerly await you all..

..enabled with munitions you kindly donate
the best things in our lives
so free
so generously gifted by your very good countries
sincerely thank you
and thank you all so sincerely
you know who you are
thank you all so..
you will be rewarded in this world..

and we know that you know
that even their olive groves
are potential olive groves of terror
not for long though
gloves off for sustainable peace
the dreamy new peaceful settlements
will flourish there
and there and there..
lovely oranges..

many settlements have already matured and grown
thriving on land long rescued reclaimed locked-in
many decades ago..

propulsive hovering spiders
neutralise densely-infested cinder block creatures
those ragged slivering lurers
we spray-cleanse
we ignite
and all the feral phantoms
tumble inside-out
somersault from thickly smoking toppled tower blocks
we turn their day into one long night
one long night
all to prepare and pave the way
ceremonies and ceremonies more
including our wonderful eurovision
why not
more..more..

yes and yes..
their olive trees had to be removed and uprooted
an unobtrusive clear line of sight provides
a.i. smart drone swarms..
..seem almost sentient almost alive
programmed to autonomously target and decide
and bye-bye cold-blooded heat forms
cleared
organs removed
no autopsies ever required..

a history lesson..
already many..
very many peasants abandoned their fanatical farmsteads
they fled leaving behind their pathetic belongings
only soiled mattresses carried atop ramshackle taxis
with a few bin bags filled with nostalgic detritus..

look..
the so-called annexed..
voluntarily displaced themselves
they had a choice
they could long ago have gone somewhere..
somewhere..else..
like their ancestors of previous decades..
..strolled away with a light suitcase
after a little gentle prodding and encouragement..
so..

instead now they breed and churn
churn and spit out spiteful venomous infants
insects worms
enemies against our presence
including the ones born covertly in canvas tents
yes and this is why we call this policy
calibrated pre-emptive self-defence..

look at their pregnant mothers
what kind of incubators are these
the question clearly answers itself
their militant midwives harbour foetus-shields
foetus-shields of grievance and terror..

and so you can see why
why we must..
though a little sadly
honestly gladly decommission the breeders
and the incubated..

moving on..
sanitation plants..
okay listen..
their sanitation plants
are factually speaking
sanitation plants hydrating fighters
water pipelines
                          tunnels
                                      bad
we need to neutralise all the threat vectors..
woke liberals do you now understand
oh okay good..very good
very glad to help you finally see sense
quite frankly some of you need psychiatric help..

finally dear friends
you must not empathise
with these nixed do-gooding medical monsters
their cells of fake emergency responders
and their even more militant food-aid convoys
supplying so-called distribution centres
distribution centres
slap-bang in what we announced yesterday
are designated combat zones
come on now
what a place to locate them
they should have known..

many thanks too for the bunker-buster missiles
we know how much you enjoy
participating in clearing out their refugee camps
and discreet-veiling
all similar non-televised events
including unaliving journalists
and deploying other novel euphemisms
and tiny back-page eulogies
for the promotion of lobby optics
it all helps
it all helps..

and then and only then
and only if left to ourselves in peace
and only after
we clear away the rubble
we evict the rag-tag squatters
we will cleanse-cremate the emaciated
with the rest relocated to our chosen destination
only then might we even consider negotiation
and frankly perhaps not even then..
we have never apologised for being perfectionists..

thank you dear civilised world
you all stand firmly alongside us
ours to remain
organised shoulder to elbow..

on with the de-escalation
on with the show of arms
the sustainable kind of de-escalation
a new kind of ceasefire
evolution
evolution is ours
always ours..