Surviving many bullet and grenades
dodging many bombs and clay mouth
crawling and swimming in the pool of decayed bodies
was his act of bravery
i saw him take is life by himself
i mean hanged himself with a rift knot
humiliation and shame he couldn't stand
that night of several thought and pondering
still feared to face humiliation
he end it all by himself
feared to face his shame
died a shameful and disgraceful death
dieing on the battle field
will die a hero
suciding himself was humiliation to the army
old soldier he responses never die
but i saw him die in shame and agony
how on earth will shame eradicate a brave soldier
mind can not comprehend his act of suicide
but remember, the battle of life
is not for the brave, strong or mighty
but is for those who endure the battle
you are more than a soldier
face your fears and shame with pride
die a warrior in the battle of life
old soldier never dies.
Hello poet Paapa. You paint a picture that is very sad, but it does happen, you also end with encouraging words. I enjoyed. I posted a poem titled, An Old Soldier as well. I would love for you to check it out. Thanks, Loyd
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice piece Coach....