Soldier

Written by: Jason Ward

Alone but not alone on his battle field
Only a sword and a shield to wield
He opens his eyes, and grips the hilt
Raises the shield; runsthrough the rain
The army he fights is great
Outnumbered; pressed
Into the batlle with a mighty cry
Swinging the sword with skill and zeal so he wont die.
He is shot in the back; an unexpected attack
But still plows foward
His wound severe; death seems near
Black skys; blurry vision
"NOOOO"
He screams; sword thrusts into the ground
Is he finished?
He whispers
"help me...!"
Renewed strength, breath back in the lungs
Strength to the bones.
He fights his way up the  steep hill
Stands victorious
Looks down and sees yet another army to fight!