Sara Beaderstadt Poet Narrative

Street Soldier: a Tribute To Kat Werle

For years she lived looking over her shoulder
 She graduated from the school of hard knocks only to become a street soldier
 She always fought with dignity and pride
 Along the journey she watched as her street idols died

 To society they were only theives, addicts, and hoes
 Beneath thier masks lies a story no one knows
 
 Have you ever been there?
 Did you walk beside them as they went nowhere?

 They are simply victims of thier own pain and affliction
 Fighting more each day to stop the haunting of thier own affliction 
 Demons lurk inside the tainted souls as monsters creep
 But I encourage you not to let your faith sleep
 
 Let retired soldiers return to the street
 Let them spread the message to all they meet
 
 She always fought with dignity and pride
 In her work lies the legacy of the street soldiers who died
 She reaches out a gentle hand in hopes to save the broken man
 She lives her life to save the lost soul 
 Maybe someday another street soldier may be made whole

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