Aidan Ross

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Tale Of The Mercenary - Poem by Aidan Ross

I am a mercenary, a soldier in a damn fools war.
Sometimes, I must question, what is it that I fight for.
Usually, it is money, that my kind desire.
But my want for gold, died long ago in bloody hates red fire.
I thought, I fought for honour, but I see this is a lie.
The real reason I’m fighting, is because I wish to die.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 19, 2005

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 19, 2005


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