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Redundant Soldier
So proud and confident was I
So many years
ago
To tread the ground where battle blooms
Oh, how I loved it
so
To have joined the ranks of which I held
So clear in high
respect
I didn’t know the chance to fail
Would lead me to
near-death
While I fought, I trained myself
To honestly
believe
That winning was my only choice
Oh, I was so
naïve!
The nurses took great care of me
They brought
me back to life
My wounds still ached, my soul lost sight
Of
that ever-distant light
My body was broken, I’d fight no more
Or
so that’s what they said
But when they uttered those painful
words
I was inches next to dead
I waved good-bye, I took a
breath
As I stepped into the world
And within days, I had
returned
To the battlefield I was hurled
Who would have
thought that futures grave
Would draw me to that place
Where I
almost died, but I survived
With all of His great grace.
And
now I fought as fervently;
As hopeful as before
I still
believed I’d win the fight
Who knows what is in store?
But
if I die, or come so close
I know I’ll fight again
At
heaven’s gates or farmer’s fields
I will try until the
end
For I am the redundant soldier
I will not ever
change
Even if the mortal fate will always
Always be the same