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A woman’s going to send the drones, a poem by El Jones

KJIPUKTUK (Halifax) We are pleased to present a poem written by El Jones on the occasion of this year’s rally and webinar in opposition to the 12th annual Halifax International Security Forum (HISF).

Each year military types, politicians, arms dealers and lobbyists from some 90 countries in the US sphere of influence come to discuss the politics of war and imperialism.

This year, given the pandemic, the conference’s physical footprint is shrunk and many of the seminars and panel discussion have moved online.  

For the 2019 event taxpayers were on the hook to the tune of $3.3 million, $3 million forked out by the Department of Defense, and the rest was ACOA money.

El Jones performed the poem at last night’s on-line anti-war webinar.

Continuing its long and distinguished opposition to HISF, the group No Harbour for War is holding a rally at 3 PM on Saturday November 21, at the Halifax Peace and Freedom Park across from the Westin Hotel.


A woman’s going to send the drones
So ready the covers of your Vogues
The food bank lines are now miles long
But a woman’s the one who sends the bombs
Liberal feminism can’t be wrong
When a woman’s the one who sends the bombs.
Can’t get workers PPE
But you go girl Nancy Pelosi
All hail the bipartisan war parties
Now Trump is gone we all agree
George W. Bush has been redeemed
The war criminals are on our team
And there’s a Black woman on my TV screen
And when she bombs I’ll yell yasss Queen
We’ll force your countries to be free
And little Black girls can finally see
Themselves in drones and F-16s
And this is MLK Jrs dream
Brought to you by Wall Street
Brought to you by the elites
We’ll never ever give you peace
Fund military and police
But a woman could be commander in chief
See what can happen when you believe?
This is gender equality
So everybody take a knee
The resistance heroes hip hip hooray
The FBI and CIA
The generals and NSA
So please enjoy your new air base
We’ve all forgot Abu Ghraib
We all forgot Guantanamo Bay
And none of them will see the Hague
The Patriot Act’s so yesterday
We‘re all in love with John McCain
Make Lockheed Martin great again
Centrist neoliberal’s all the rage
Kids still living in a cage
The war party is here to stay
And let’s lock Julian Assange away.
We can’t let him expose the truth
We’re never bringing home the troops
Obama’s so cool shooting hoops
You’ll all be crushed under the boot
We’re plotting out another coup
Billionaires we won’t prosecute
We save that for moms of truant youth
Those Timberlands were looking cute
So let the oil companies pollute
Hell put them in the cabinet
Add bankers to make up the set
We’ll regulate the internet
Corporate news is all you’ll get 
But a woman’s going to send the jets
Are Yemeni women happy yet?
This moment gives me all the feels
A woman’s making weapons deals
A woman’s making refugees
A woman’s going to rob and steal
Last week we were environmentalists
But now wars for oil are feminist
And history will reminisce
How all the donors benefit
Orange man is out the door
Things can go back to how they were before
Biden voted for the Iraq War
How dare you ask for any more
Your kids still super predators
And his kid’s on strike number four
But prison’s just for you and yours
And really the crime bill’s all your fault
This is the time for unity
Bow down to oil and energy
And let’s be friends with GOP
And white suburban families
There’s no more white supremacy
Black woman deliver us the vote
We’ll still be kneeling on your throat
But a woman’s going to send the drones
So volunteer to work those phones
So we can bomb some woman’s home
And probably waterboard her son
They’re back in fashion neo cons
So four more years of settlements
War parties are in agreement
And let’s hashtag Black excellence
Kamala is Vice President.
The ladies join the gentlemen
In sword, famine, wild beast, pestilence
The four horse persons of apocalypse
These days we call that feminist
Is this the dream of suffragists?
And I heard her bombs never miss
And don’t forget to call her Ms.
Madame, her honour, she or ma’am
Get ready those detainment camps
Muster the troops line up the ranks
A woman’s going to send the tanks
And all of us will give her thanks
Especially weapons manufacturers, banks
And thanks to those suburban moms
A woman’s going to send the bombs
I’m glad a woman is so strong
To send our countries all those bombs.

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One Comment

  1. brilliant! I love the poetry of El Jones, been to three amazing zoom events where she’s been invited on and each time her poetry is just epic truthbombs and she’s consistently anti-imperialist and anti-colonial, love her! thanks for posting this.

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