๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ญ๐ข๐ซ๐๐
They are the only army that will fight.
(The regulars have mostly gone to ground.)
The only soldiers who will stand for right โ
Their shackled comrades dare not make a sound.
The regulars are silenced โ gagged and bound,
Intimidated โ forced down on their knees.
No more are they for bravery renowned;
They have their orders โ run, retreat, appease.
They are the victims of the new disease โ
They are afflicted by postmodern germs.
With heads bowed low, pale platitudes they wheeze.
But those whoโve served are free to state their terms:
They wonโt be silenced by the baying mobs.
Theyโll fight with words. (They donโt fear for their jobs.)
โ D.N. OโBrien
