The Living Soldier Poem by Melody Morningstar

The Living Soldier

Rating: 5.0


He slings the body
Of his fallen comrade
Over his injured shoulder

As he walks he trips
And drops the dead man
He falls and stares in his eyes

Eyes like deep pools of silver
Lightless death ridden eyes
He crys out in horror

He doesnt want to die
Not like this
Not in this Hell

He wants to grow old
He wants to have kids
He wants to live

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Elya Thorn 05 May 2006

Oh, this is really a superb piece of poetry! Very subtle athmosphere, that comes and grabs you, it floats very easily, and also great imagery! ~~Elya Thorn~~

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