The Might of this Army

I am the might of this army.

The generals and officers think they are in charge.

Their grand strategies and plans would falter and fail.

Without me, their armies would not even march.

I am the might of this army.

The engineers and tankers think they are key.

Their engines and machines would wheeze and die.

Without me, their largest guns and vehicles would sputter out.

I am the might of this army.

The infantry and special forces think they are key.

Indeed, they are the spear point and business end.

Without me, none of them would neither hold the lines nor advance.

I am the might of this army.

The quartermasters think they are the necessary backbone.

They provide bullets, bandages, beans, and batteries.

Without me, those would never see their intended use.

I am the might of this army.

I am the chef.

An army marches on its stomach.

For without me, no one is fed.

So shut up and be glad you're not eating an MRE.