Human Tide
Army without the tools to kill
Move silently across the land.
Length and breadth, covered with ease
Not noticed, no one in command
Numbered in the tens of thousands.
Silently, their numbers dwindle
Replaced by others quite frequently
They band together unnoticed
Governments try to control with process
Moving targets hard to deal with.
Without them, the country would not survive
With them, the country struggles
They are moved to reservations
Names are changed to reflect these places.
The process repeats
Replaced by others straight away
Time is the real enemy
One, to sixty
One, to twenty-four
One, to seven.
One, to one hundred, maybe
On and on the cycle continues
Week by week
Year by year.
Special occasions celebrated
Where will it end?
Wait for name and number
Queue length, changes frequently
However, the army keeps getting stronger.
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