Plan Destroyer

Hide behind the bubble canopy.
Without a lack of mutual defence,
Nothing like a mortar battery,
A part of me and watch the show commence.

An easy way to catch a heart attack!
Or looking at the bubble canopy,
An itchy finger on the mission pack,
Like a glass of mortar battery.

*A hammer on my very own command,
Join a meeting at the landing craft,
Such an awful way of being planned,
Write a song about the final draft. *

An ancient wisdom from an old creation,
A way of being taken by the draft,
Travel through a cosmic operation,
Float across the sea of landing craft.

A million other people may destroy,
Another nation under one command!
Destroys the race and finds a new decoy,
Depending on the ways of being planned.

Image from Pixabay
Poem written by me