Such Fear In Soldiers Hearts... Poem by Philip Lore

Swirling winds, shapes the drifting sand,
Burning hot, its fury stings and sears.
Carrying finite particles,
Of blood, sweat and tears.

Woes reside deep, attacking my open heart,
Consuming my lungs, exploding apart.
Burning hell,
Blazing flames,
Fates' malicious grin,
Burnes within.

Anger, revenge,
Fears dimensions blind,
Creeping darkeness,
With a murderous mind.

Valor in fear,
Home and over here,
You can smell it,
Taste it, this growing cyst
Like a lowly, lurking, cunning rapist.

Fear with strength, withers the soul,
Ages the body, with darkness untold.
A soldier with fear,
Deep in the night,
Thoroughly consuming,
His capacity to fight.

Fear of the enemy,
Fear of the night,
Uncontrollable fear,
It lurks,
No will to fight..
In the darkness of fear,
Sleepless nights,
Tossing and turning,
Eyes burning bright.
Destroying the will,
A pure delight.

Raging fire, burning coal,
Molten cinders,
Ignite my soul.

Merciless fear,
Loiters on the battleground.
Fighting soldiers feel it abound.

Fear of dying,
Fear of the grave,
Fearless soldiers fight it off,
Proudly,
Willingly,
Brave.