Battlefield Horror

Find myself alone on the battlefield knowing that my fate is signed and sealed, enemy standing before me in sight Is what we are doing so wrong or right, I'm looking at him, he looking at me, my job to kill him, his job to kill me, gun in hand heart beating,adrenaline flowing starring, it's him or me both not knowing, Is he thinking what I'm thinking, feeling bad, can see he is not that old just a young lad, then I see a tear rolling down his cheek But this is war, I can't show that I'm weak, it is my duty it's whats expected, no mercy takes aim though trembling, feeling unworthy, he now drops his rifle, then drops to his knees looks me in the eye and whispers don't please, fighting for King and country, I have no choice can't allow myself to listen to his pleading voice all I can hear is what my superiors have said, shouting I'm so sorry, so sorry, then shot him dead. for what I've just done, can't live this life any more ramming my bayonet into my stomach and fall to the floor.