A legion of Soldiers
A legion of Soldiers
A legion of soldiers right by my side,
Ready for battle, we shall nor run nor hide;
Courage and honor our vows we keep,
Searching for triumph and not knowing defeat,
As the enemy approaches, we have no fear;
My sword yearns for battle, as the time's growing near,
I turn toward my men on this cold winter night,
Look upon these soldiers ready to fight,
" Tonight Men! You may sacrifice your life,
You may not go home to your children and wife,
We stand up for glory, no matter the cost,
We shall not go home with this battle lost,
We fight for our people and hold our flag high,
Showing true courage on this very night,
Our enemy shall buckle underneath our strength,
We will show them no mercy for we are not weak,
Gather your armor and follow me now,
Time that we make our country proud."
I feel the cold steel, of my, blade in my hand;
I shall conquer the enemy who tries to steal my land,
My horse rides swiftly, valiant, and true;
The time is now for what I have to do,
The sound of the cries, agony, and pain;
It's filling my ears and testing my brain,
Can not feel guilt of taking one's life,
The pain sheers my side, as I, feel the knife;
I feel my head spinning, as I, look around;
Bodies of men and their blood on the ground,
The realization begins sinking in,
What is the outcome? Who really wins?
Every man here is giving their life,
So who's really wrong or who's even right?
I fall to the ground and the darkness sets in,
Remembering my life, family, and friends;
The life of a soldier is not an easy one, you see?
We sacrifice ourselves for others to be free,
As my life leaves my body and my limbs grow cold,
I remember a story my grandfather told,
" Everyone says there is glory in dying,
The fact of the matter, maybe, we're lying;
I've seen many battles that tortured my soul,
Memories to haunt me, as I, grow old;
It's good to have courage and strength in your heart,
But that's why there's wars tearing us apart.
I don't regret my service or leading my men,
I just always wondered, when does it end?"
His words had no meaning, until, this very night;
My breathes grow shallow and there's clouds in my sight,
I may die a hero and go out in glory,
In the end, I only, remain a story;
We are all equal people with lives to live,
Why can't we find peace and put war to an end?