Science Fiction - The Tank Poem by Paul Warren

The Abrams tank was the best we had
It could take on the enemy in situations that were bad
We were the first that were scrambled that day
When they landed to conquer us in their way
In the war with the saucer people as they became known
As across the world their saucers were flown

Then the aliens needed the uranium mines in South Australia
So this was the battlefield drawn with all the paraphernalia
But the battle did not go as we had planned
With our task force being ripped apart in their stand
My tank was damaged and we are stuck with radiation around
As we are wondering what our next move would be on this ground.

© Paul Warren Poetry