A Boy and His Tank

Pure panic filled the young boy’s fearful green eyes.

Afraid and unsure what dangers lurked in the skies.

The boy took a big risk and left where he was hid.

Hoping that the aliens would not notice a kid.

Every adult was stricken with overwhelming fear.

The boy took a deep breath and wiped away a tear.

He had to do something, though he was just fifteen.

He could not let the intruders get away clean.

Each grownup he’d seen, their faces were aghast,

With them frozen in place, he had to act fast.

In the middle of the road sat an army tank.

The boy ran from the shadow of the local bank

He jumped on the tank, made his way inside,

And started the engine, preparing for his ride.

The controls looked just like his new video game,

An hour later the boy was on his way to fame.

All the aliens were gone, there were simply no more,

And the boy thought that must count as a high score.

He wondered if the unfrozen grownups would thank

The skinny teenage boy sitting on top of his tank.