Desert Clash
DESERT CLASH
A murky dust laden night gives way to a searing
hot day over the barren desert.
Sun glints off metal many miles away
as aerial knights rise to do battle.
The Tigersharks get ready to fight
the Eagles in the coming battle.
Suddenly it starts as missile trails
dance through the sky and jets
leave contrails in the humid upper air.
A flash registers a hit as a plane dies,
immortality now gained.
It’s an air war like no other
because the price is the world
as forces of good battle against Lucifer’s evil.
If we lose then our planet falls into death and
anarchy.
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