In the Eyes of a Soldier
There I was,
Standing in the field,
Cocking and firing
With no warning to yield
I hear the drumming of drums
The stomping of feet
The yelling of people
With a particular beat
I want to go home
But I just can’t leave
So I keep on moving
Continuing to grieve
I think of my family
And my friends at my home
I wonder what they are doing
While I stare at my chrome
Patches of blood
Down on my shirt
But it doesn’t bother me
My soldiers are hurt
So I take my turn
To stand and be proud
I cock my gun
In this vicious war cloud
I aim and then shoot
Hitting my mark
But in the sky
I saw a bright spark
I thought it was over
But again and again
The bombs keep on coming
Killing our men
But we will not surrender
We will keep moving forward
Marching and shooting
While continuing onward
Copyright © Kaitlynn Patterson | Year Posted 2012
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