HIMARS and Storm Shadows

In the realm where steel birds soar,

HIMARS and Storm Shadows roar.

Mighty machines, fierce and true,

Unleashing power, skies they pursue.

HIMARS stands tall, ready to fight,

A launcher of rockets, a formidable sight.

With precision and strength, it takes its aim,

Unleashing fury, leaving foes in flame.

Storm Shadows take to the air,

Stealthy and swift, beyond compare.

Guided by intelligence, they seek their mark,

Piercing the darkness, leaving no spark.

Together they weave a tale of might,

Defending freedom, shining bright.

From deserts to mountains, across the land,

HIMARS and Storm Shadows take their stand.

In harmony, they dance in the sky,

A symphony of power, no one can deny.

Protecting the innocent, facing the storm,

United they rise, their purpose in form

Piercing the darkness, leaving no spark.

But let us remember, amidst the roar,

That peace is what we should explore.

For while these machines display their might,

It's harmony and understanding that make things right.

So let HIMARS and Storm Shadows be a reminder, That strength must be guided by wisdom's binder.

In a world that seeks harmony and peace,

Let's strive for understanding, violence's release.