one of those jets
a mile up high
tearing through an April sky
spewing strontium and Barium
can you hear my on going sigh
Are chem trail pilots
family men
do they have children
if they do when.
did they give up their hearts
give up their soul
realise actually
they’d lost control.
to the new world order
The politicians
the brain dead zombies
of party gate
in the sky a mile high
fingers and thumbs
the pilot denies
the shit he carries
his payload
and who he marries.
Rex Tyler is a Poet, Campaigner, former owner of an organic shop of 30 years, and Public Speaker living in Berkhamsted, UK.