The Drone Ranger


by Raymond Nat Turner, published on Black Agenda Report, December 1, 2021

The Drone Ranger gallops into Glasgow

“His absence is good company.”

—Scottish saying.

Steve Breen, San Diego Union Tribune, 2-6-13

Overriding The Hague from palatial

$15 million hideout

The Drone Ranger galloped gangsta

style to Glasgow—setting foot in places

war criminals Kissinger, W, Schmuck

Cheney, Rumsfeld, et. al., avoided like

vampires avoiding sunlit crucifixes…


The Drone Ranger galloped into Glasgow—

saddlebags bulging with Wall Street bullion,

fossil fuel talking points and methane promises

for Pentagon prosperity; Last Days of Pompeo

empire/fossil fuel extractors and emitters


The Drone Ranger galloped into Glasgow—

posse of polluters, lynch mob of lobbyists,

fossil fuel filibusters in tow; greenwashing

Corporate climate catastrophe; gaslighting

Negroz and children with giant carbon boot

print—slogging over AFRICOM—

Squishing blood and oil each and every step…


The Drone Ranger galloped into Glasgow—

Masked man—masking school busses and

hospitals he hit with Hellfire Missiles as

Commander-in-Chief. Masking Afghan grand-

mothers smoked gardening with grandsons.

Concealing joy he vaporized—

gifting Pakistani wedding parties headless

torsos, carbonized bodies and charred cars…


The Drone Ranger galloped into Glasgow—

Negroz and children leaping like lepers to touch

the bloodstained hem of his garment…Before he

crooned like $campaigning for Killary at the Apollo—

going Green (Al Green) on them: “I-I-I’m

so in love with OIL…” And bringing the house down with his

“A-A-A-Amazing GAS…COAL and OIL…” He’s some-

thing of a singing cowboy—General Dynamics’ Gene

Autry; Raytheon#s Roy Rogers…

The Drone Ranger galloped into Glasgow—

Actor with enormous range—pompous professor to

Iceberg Slim—head and shoulders above his hero, B

actor Reagan. Head and shoulders above bumbling W;

and ultra-ignorant rogue state thug, Boss Tweet.

Head and shoulders above Ol’ Schmo, angry boxer

who took punches in bunches—four fights too many.


The Drone Ranger galloped into Glasgow—

rogue state rockstar—Fooling some of the

Children some of the time… If he dares canter

to COP 27—police state with pyramids—

babies will bring 365 more days beneath their

belts; greeting him with enhanced interrogation:


“How much carbon did each drone strike emit?”

“How many greenhouse gasses were unleashed

destroying Libya?”

“What greenhouse gasses does Guantanamo—torture

chamber you kept open—pump into our atmosphere?”

“How much methane does bullshit emit?”

© 2021. Raymond Nat Turner, The Town Crier. All Rights Reserved.

Former forklift driver/warehouse worker/janitor, Raymond Nat Turner is a NYC poet;  BAR’s Poet-in-Residence; and founder/co-leader of the jazz-poetry ensemble UpSurge!NYC. You can Vote for his work at:  



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