"Soldiering On"
The line of tanks looked frightening
Their target drawing near
Inside were soldiers praying
But could anybody hear
With orders swiftly given
And directions vaguely sent
What were the tanks all doing
What was the real intent
The soldiers queries cast aside
No answers were addressed
Just do as you've been told to do
And do what you do best
It horrified the soldiers
When they realized their mission
To **** their friends and neighbours
Just to feed one man's ambition
With their target just a mile away
The convoy stopped and turned
Their enemy was back at home
Their doubts were all confirmed
So forward to their homeland
Where smug murderers relax
Oblivious that their tanks return
To continue their attacks!
By David Whitney            c 2022