My body's an army

"Get them troops down here the colonel!", the general cried.
The war had been long, many blood cells had died.
"There's a transport that's coming down from the north,
enough arms for three battalions, and maybe a fourth!"
The troops were exhausted and came trudging down south
to dump the dead cells that had died in the mouth.
A half-starved informant came riding up slow
and somberly said "sir it's starting to grow".
The general’s eyes closed as he said "curse that root."
and just at that moment there fell from the shoot
a hearty transport filled with protein and arms
"Thank goodness it's here, quick boys sound the alarms!"
The stomach was filled with commotion and shouting
their hope was renewed, there would be no more doubting.
Up now they went each one loaded with power
they would stop the insurgents in this very hour.
Surrounding the villains just inches from their source
the cells now charged in with an impregnable force
and with God as their helper they destroyed the infection.
So let that be warning to the next insurrection.