The Soldier

I fought the battle,
I lost the war;
I never saw the enemy
sitting open on the shore

I knew that it was over, 
I saw the fight was done;
I was killed by a bullet
from another son's gun

I laid there bleeding, 
I yelled a silent scream, 
"Why was my life over,
is this real or just a dream?"

I never felt it coming,
my body - my buddies now claim;
my life has now been ended...
I lost - what a damn awful shame! 


For "World Of War: Vietnam" contest sponsored by Miranda Lambert.

By: George Aul
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Wesley Avatar
November 26, 2011 at 8:19 AM
So glad I found this. Amazing how you the victim are telling the story. Very effective.
George   Avatar
April 14, 2011 at 2:50 AM
It seems to be the product of war - death and destruction. Great writing, George. Best wishes in the contest. Lainie
Brown Avatar
April 13, 2011 at 12:16 PM
I am reading such diverse poems here at PoetrySoup. Poet's hearts are bleeding poetry today. That is where the best poetry comes from. It has been my pleasure to read your poetry today George. Continue to write and share it and I will be back to read it. Have a wonderful day and may you find inspiration along the way. Love, Carol
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