The Defenders

The Chief enters on a parachute
The war plan seems different
To survey, test and execute.

It's waging war with harsh terror;
Warriors from all directions
Preparing to demolish without sorrow.
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The shouts are like a chorus;
Not a stranger to discourse
Tortured defenders drained weak and full of mucus.

Every day is much of the same;
Though seemingly strong
The comfort zone is distastefully lame.
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Day after day it's fight, fight by the warriors;
Help needed by tyro defenders;
Only a few miles away are helpless observers.