The inspiration for this was a nightmare I had last night and I felt that I needed to put it down on paper. So here it is :)

He walks through the dead city

Heart heavy with shame and pity

Pity for the families of those who have passed

Shame for his actions that would forever last

He gazes upon those empty eyes

Wide with eternal fear of their demise

His soul cries for their forgiveness

But death is a dirty business

For once the last breath is drawn,

It is truly gone

Lost in the mist

Like Death's last kiss

The Soldier fell to his knees

Begging God please

To end his misery

And to partake in Death's peaceful mystery

God answered with a booming cry

Stating that his request He would deny

For he had not learned the true meaning of life

Had not learned to appreciate the beauty of his wife

Or the gift of breath and true loves kiss

Both of which he would surely miss

So the Soldier stood tall

Head held high but heart still ready to fall

And he walked down the street

Hoping that he one day might meet

The God above

Whose sole purpose was to love

He walked alone

Smiling even as the dying groaned

Meaning had be renewed

To a life truly crude

As the Soldier walked alone