I am standing to attention
When the bugle called me to the marching grounds
I ran as fast as I could
As the Captain stands and blows the whistle
“Men, this is not a drill“
rat tatta tat tat tat
The assembly move in unison ducking and looking to the sky
“To Armes men to Armes!” Screams the Captain
The enemy had arrived
Even the papers hadn’t predicted
As revenge from a bullying nation strikes hard upon the peaceful abundant nation for standing it’s ground against them.
The bullies escalate as a challenge with intent to force compliance
There is no way to avoid a Tsunami of enemies when they declare war upon you.
Judgement arrives whether we incite it or not
As nations are pulled apart
and innocent people are caught upon it’s deathly wave
Little Wren 