What if 
When we landedBehind enemy lines
No-one seemed to notice
And when they finally saw us
They waved a mild hello
Fingers fluttering in greeting
What if
When we waged war
No-one engaged with us
But just shrugged and
Walked away, carrying
Bundles of wheat and stacks of corn to market
And when they passed us
Waved in salutation
Nodding as they went by
What if
We practiced the fighting
Alone on a field of battle
And when they saw us
Grunting and struggling with cannon and gun
They stood and watched
Gathering around us
Like a crowd of cheerleaders
Applauding our efforts as if for show
Waving a small flag
Not theirs but ours
In acknowledgement
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