Words of a Soldier
They call me crazy
They call me naive
They call me suicidal
But I don’t blame them
They speak only out of love
For their fear of losing me ingurgitate their inner soul like how the floodwater devours the houses and the trees
As for me
I call it altruism for the vulnerable
I call it safeguarding my motherland for my children to prosper on it
I call it liberation from the hands that only knows conflict and bloodshed
I call it being your emblem of freedom
Fear not for I will be your beast of burden
I will carry the weight of the grave economic, political and social repercussions on my shoulders
I will pay the price for our human err so that you get a second chance to mend your ways
In victory I will be magnanimous
Appreciate me not by gold and jewels
But glorify me with your heartfelt thank you and a beautiful smile
Don’t glorify my name but rather glorify peace that I bring on to you
And in defeat don’t weep for my untimely demise
My soul shall become one with the land I loved so much so that I was willing to lay my life down for it
Please I only ask you pay homage for what I have accomplished so far
Tell my family and my country that I did not die in despair
I left this world with a grin on my face
Because I knew I paved way for a better tomorrow for my nation
I was ready to sacrifice myself to give you equanimity and hope for better days
I have served my country well till the bitter-sweet end
I gave it all my very best
Now my weary soul may find rest
Copyright © Rercy Zola-Zaba | Year Posted 2020
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