The Fate of a Soldier

It was a special day and he’d hardly said his vows When some gory militants struck in the northern part, The groom’s suit he replaced with the soldier’s uniform And the merry radiance faded to reflect his troubled heart. As the journey north spiraled into the prickly thickets He still heard the cheery songs cut short by the duty’s call, The charm of his newly-wed’s kiss hung on his drying lips And still could hear the echoing claps of those in the hall. “The soldier’s portion is as bitter as gall…” He thought as the precarious road got rougher. The soldier must pay for the civilians’ peace, By being self-denying, and sacrificially tougher. And so our soldier and his mates were ambushed By the enemy fire that caught them by surprise. The newly-wed wife anxiously awaited the news Of the operation that led to her hubby’s demise. This unfortunate guy’s fate is what a soldier daily faces Simply to guarantee the civilian the happiness he chases.