Lone soldier walking along
why continue
when the others are gone
through the darkness and the light
solace forever evading your sight
Lone soldier, your name cursed
mind the way, for you are the first
broken arms, failing sight
left alone to suffer your blight
Lone soldier, once proud
now alone, once a crowd
none left to follow you
nothing but death is true
Lone soldier, once brave
broken down, now but a babe
arms once used to maim
but now tremble in vain
Lone soldier, once a friend
betrayal leaving wounds for time to mend
victories stacked upon each other
now a sad reminder of your failure
Lone soldier, the darkness waits
few more steps and it will be days
since the mantra began
one more step, again and again
Lone soldier, why fight so
death is but a friend to follow
you have done your part, now rest
your legacy none can ever best
Lone soldier, the end is near
your friend awaits, so throw your fear
you have done your best
now let death do the rest
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Touching tale of a soldier. Good job. Thanks for sharing.