
Goal
Goal was to set them free
to liberate them from houses
from peaceful bucolic songs
from Saturday matinees
from solemn saunter in the parks
from silent high-noon meditating
our moto was to free them
from themselves
general said whimsically
and thousands of bombs fell
with unprecedented accuracy
replacement order emailed
to bomb factory, machines
in overdrive calibrating
new models, new explosive might
our moto was to liberate them
from their despicable peace