He Stands Alone
He's a soldier
So brave and strong
Mission after mission
Never gone too long
A gun, a knife, a tank
A weapon not his choice
A war started long ago
His goal to raise his voice
The enemy is armed
In unforgiving ways
Children, women, bodies
Scrupulous displays
Head games, body aches
Home so far from here
Reality is insanity
No time to fear
Nightmares are visions
And soon they will be gone
War will be over
Clouds convert to sun
Stand tall don't break
Fight until the last
Souls like iron
Faces hidden in masks
Voiceless corpses heaved
Buried and burned
Soldier keeps walking
Eyes absorb but his back is turned
Kill or be killed
Wars awful plan
No tears to shed
From this young man
Copyright © Kelli White | Year Posted 2015
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