Soldier!

The soldier stood overlooking a bloody scene

injured himself  he used his gun for support

tears filled his eyes running down his dusty face

with fresh doubt on his view of any wars

alone in pain wondering if he would survive

just one comrade lay wounded barely alive!

 

A distant engine sound gave him a little hope

in the carnage thoughts of his wife and kids

as he took in the view of  the ruined small town

and the innocent civilians in the line of fire

unable to accept the strategy on this heinous day

as the chopper landed he bowed his head to pray!

 

He flew above and away from that shocking scene

his life was changed with traumatic stress

unable to accept fully what he had witnessed

as the sun set death had the upper hand

but what was the purpose of such carnage

this soldier felt helpless and full of rage!

 

For man it seems easier to take life and destroy

than trying to unite to bring friendship and joy.

 

there seems even less chance of this today!

 

The Foureyed Poet.