Other Soldiers Poem by Saint Cynosure

Like the soldiers that went before me,
onto the battlefield.
I am here only to right a wrong,
I have not come here to kill.
I have to come to serve for peace,
so the weak can have a voice.
To give to those who do without,
freedom of their choice.
It is not I who'll be the judge,
thats the work of GOD.
I am not one who holds a grudge,
forgive or be forgiven not.
But there are men whom Ive shared days,
and their no longer here.
They died for those of which I speak,
and I proudly shed my tears.
There is no higher honor,
than service for whats right.
So say a prayer and thank the LORD,
for a soldier every night.