Scorched earth, twisted metal mingling with the
Limbs, mismatched, strewn about the public square
Hellfire rains down from clear heavens
A sudden widow clutching crying children whispers:
Hold your breath
We could be next
Meanwhile, ten thousand miles away
Chatroom screens fill with emoticons -- congratulations
The Most Dangerous Game: Desert Town Edition
Embraced by the Nintendo generation
The Big Sandbox passed; next level:
Civilian centers in the motherland -- defend the line
Pepper-dispensing baton-twirlers have gone soft
We'll be policed, judged, executed from above in realtime