White fences:

There's a rumble
A great noise
That sounds like a South African stamped of rhinoceros's
Loud and frightful
Gaulish at nightfall
It disrupts the suburbs silence
White picket fences
Rose gardens, victory gardens
Survival gardens.
It's uncommon here
We've never experienced it here
The roar of helicopter blades spinning
The sound of boot heels running
Landing, parachuting, invading
I am among the lucky
I've never seen war invade the suburbs.