SOLDIER

I was that which others did not want to be.

I went where others feared to go, and did what others failed to do.

I asked nothing from those who gave nothing,

and reluctantly accepted the thought of eternal lonliness . . . should I fail.

I have seen the face of terror; felt the stinging cold of fear;

and enjoyed the sweet taste of a moment's love.

I have cried, pained, and hoped . . . but most of all,

I have lived times others would say were best forgetten.

At least someday I will be able to say that I was proud of what I was . . . a SOLDIER.


by: George L Skypeck