There will always be soldiers and women who love them
Or is it the other way ‘round
A drone on the other hand flies high above them
While never contesting the ground
A drone has no wife nor a child nor a nation
No drone ever took a held hill
And while an armed drone can long loiter on station
It can’t liberate, never will
A man with a rifle or sword or an arrow
A man with the guts to go hard at the foe
Will walk a defended street darkling and narrow
Will carry the flag where a drone cannot go
Oh yes there are those who think soldiers not needed
That armies and navies and air are no more
But where that false doctrine of warfare is heeded
That country will find there is sorrow in store