A Soldier In the War
Like a beaten snake,
he looks very tough,
and he can't smile at all.
His food is a gun,
and killing for him,
it's like a play.
He never jokes at all
because anytime,
he believes not to survive.
When hears the bullets
his eyes turns to red,
and quickly he becomes alert.
When it's night,
he can't sleep at all
though he feels tired.
When the rain falls
his life becomes hard,
and when the sun rise
little can change.
He faces a hard time
because all the times,
he suffers like a slave.
Copyright © Sekitto Kisakye | Year Posted 2009
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