Many accept the name of soldier,
Yet sit in the office, at the rear.
Whilst the real soldier, the combat soldier,
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I ask a not so simple question,
About the soldiers mission.
Is their fight worth fighting?
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He packed his bag, and loaded his gear,
Grabbed his gun, and was soon to depart.
His little girl looked up, with many a tear,
And handed him his helmet, and a piece of art.
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Another bomb explodes, bodies far and wide;
The concussion spreads, resembling a tide.
These terrorist, murderers they are, soldiers not;
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I’ve seen death’s eyes,
in a soldiers last gasp.
I’ve heard its ire cries,
in child’s last grasp.
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