Roaring Death Machine

Roaring Death Machine

A Poem by Baby Ricochet

     Roaring Death Machine

   Reaper's sweet wet dream

             Metal raking

           widow making

      Roaring Death Machine

 

  Desperate screams & Pleas

      Ripping at the seams

            Metal flying

         Ripping Dying

    Spitting tracer streams

 

      Wailing siren lover

    Valkyrie like no other

      Death hand finger

         on her trigger

     Funeral shroud cover

 

     Ripping sky steel

    Murder bird unreal

       terror flaming

       Soul claiming

    Fates turning wheel

 

      Tracers coming

      Targets running

     Motors humming

   Mechanical cunning

       Terror gunning

     Spitting mangling

            death

 

     Roaring Death Machine

   Reapers sweet wet dream

        Metal raking

       Widow making

   Roaring Death Machine

 

 

© 2012 Baby Ricochet


Author's Note

Baby Ricochet
Heavy automactic weapons. Our Intelligence knew from listening to Hajji's cell phone conversations air assaults by gun ships like C130'S, cobras or A-10'S were particularly demoralizing. If you've ever seen one of these beasts in action it's easy to see why. They tear everything they target to pieces. That's American tax dollars at work right there baby! YEAH!!!

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The violence of th roaring death machine rakes at my mind. Powerfully penned!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

Thank you
Quill~

11 Years Ago

You're welcome.
Makes me think of COD since that is the only experience I have with the death machine... obviously. But it worked and this was a great write.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

Call of Duty. I've never played that game. I know it's really popular though. Thank you for reviewin.. read more
the words acted upon their will and made your poem somehow alive. great poem! :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

thanx
Real gritty and from someone that is a survivor of these firefights. Harsh and in your face but REALITY. Would be good as a spoken word poem.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

thanx man
The Analog Kid

11 Years Ago

YW brother.
Nice

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

thanx
Awesome poem, I love it. Takes me back to the army days, young dumb soldiers going hard on the amo, shooting from the hip, break contact drills, helo repel, all good fun ^_^

lol

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

thanx
The poem tell a real story. I trained Soldiers on automatic weapons for 12 years. The new weapons are more powerful and dangerous. I like the flow of thoughts and how you mad your point. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

thanx.
keep working.....keep those tax dollars rolling in...your country will be great agin on the back of a death machine

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

thanx
Before I read your description I already knew what the gun looked like from reading your poem. It put me right there in the middle of the carnage. I dig the Roaring Death Machine to be sure. The horror.....the horror

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

thanx
awesome and the picture u use is hilarious lol.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

thanx

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