Unchecked aggression.
You have to make a stand. At
Your word, we fight, die.
In the plains will they
Rout us, but in the hills we
Will win. Chariots
Useless, we descend
With slingshot, hammers, and rocks,
Put me in, I’ll tear
Them apart like a
Young goat. You’ve nothing to fear,
My war, we’ll defend.
Melodramatic Physician 