March in line, keep it straight.
The world at war cannot wait.
Young bodies fit and trim.
Ready for battle on someone’s whim.
Mother and fathers sadly know.
As their children grow, a hidden threat now, growing up, to the age some “official”stands to sew a designated future
they can’t escape with a flag, always ready, to drape.
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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Prompt Word!
The Bag Lady 