Declaration of war.

[This is my first work of fiction here.]

[I'm not really sure where the inspiration for this story came from. The whole idea is that a leader of a tormented nation finally decides to take action and sends his armies to war. When I was thinking/designing this story the images that came to mind were of a bunch of tanks speeding through the desert night in a company wedge formation with troop carriers following behind. I pictured the crew of one tank, grim faced, anxious listening to the declaration over the radio. I also saw Troops marching on either side of a highway, rifles in hand walking to the horizen as jeeps and other assorted vehicles drive down the road between them. I saw Police and armed civilians patrolling residential blocks determined to defend their loved ones and homes should the night fail.

It was a moving thought that I finally decided to put down on digits for you. I hope you like it]

Once again this is a countries leader speaking to his people and soldier as they go to war.

" Several years ago this beautiful nation was invaded, The enemy came to us in the night and using the darkness was succesful in dividing our small piece of the world. The mauraders took half our nation from us and during the defense, we settled in,reeling we fended of the invaders losing half the country.

Determined to continue life we accepted this new life. You, my brave people have pushed on to rebuild the loss of war and we were sucessful. But the new border was not enough for the enemy.

Over the years the enemy has been coming across our borders, stealing into the night. Raiding our cities, Attacking our people, police and armies.Harrasing attacks over time has begun to errode our new way of life like cement over a sunflower, smothering, conquering.

This is where I have failed you. I have only ever allowed our forces to drive off the mauraders. I have never allowed our men to cross the border. I have believed way too much in our new boundries that I have let the meanace in the night steal from us, to take our dignaty and life from us at no cost to them. I have spent too long allowing those who took from us to trample us.

Today with a heavy heart I have ordered a counter-attack.we will not only push the raiders back across their own border but we will invade their county. When we drive them to the heart of their new nation, we will stop, for we have shown them our border.Then we will return home to man our own lines.

There can be no true winner in this war.this war will be fought in our cites, in our homes and we will have to rebuild. even if we are sucessfull new challenges will arise. Putting our little nation back together will be our first priority and it will require a lot of work that I believe we are up to the task.

If we should fail, If we should not win the night, if our sons and daughters are stopped cold, remember this; That we have all stood together hand in hand and drew a line in the sand and shouted to the maurders in the night " ENOUGH!!! THE LINE IS HERE!!!" No longer will we worry about the fate of our children. We will have shown the enemy that we are no longer "free' that to have done this will have cost something. The enemy will remember our sweat, our tears and our blood. If we are conquered then the surviviors will remember the price of freedom and that even in losing somethings are definitely worth the cost.

My people, even a sunflower can break concrete to survive, to show the world above its pretty bloom. I believe that we can win the day or Vanish into the night trying.

Pray my people and I will see you in the new dawn..."

-B