The Soldier Poem by Robert Smith

The Soldier



I pity the soldier
but not with derision
too young so alone
shouldn't make the decision

Untold the true reasons
unable to choose
just whose interests he'll serve
for whose life he may lose

We're fighting for freedom!
he's taught to believe
but from foreign oppressors
not hard to achieve

So he fights against terror
and an evil temptation
with God on the side of
the world's greatest nation

On far away threats
he drops bombs by the drone
while the real danger's very much
closer to home

More often than not
the young soldier is poor
yet the wealthy make quite
a fine living at war

Thus henceforth expect
that the wars shall not cease
'til we make the rich fight
just to watch them make peace.

Thursday, July 23, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: freedom,government,soldier,war
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