A Soldier's Nightmare
It’s late at night,
And yet again it’s time to fight.
Fight for our families and fight for freedom,
To fight for right, is that a good enough reason?
To kill so many said to be our rival,
We did it for our own survival.
Unsure if it was a selfish act,
Now the nightmares come crawling back.
Nightmares of soldiers, planes and gunfire too,
Explosions, fires, and barb wires be thankful it’s not you.
And in time our grandchildren will tell us,
War, it’s wasteful and ridiculous.
We will never live a normal life again,
Until this war has come to an end.
And even then, who knows when?
Copyright © Alisha Hendrick | Year Posted 2013
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