Soldier
A Poem About Soldier's Returning to Camp in the Aftermath of Battle :: pbpatch.wixsite.com/pbpatch
SOLDIER
Whatever nation, race or belief
Soldiers know doesn't matter
Young men all seeking relief
Conflict caused by old men's natter
Praise God enemy didst yield
Wipe off bloody gore
Stagger from battlefield
Pray tomorrow brings not more
Sword drawn, leathery sheath
Swallow fear, slam it down
Tomorrow morn hang a wreath
On some widow’s door in town
Survived have I to fight again
My orders all obeyed
Check status of my men
Before deserved rest in shade
Tonight we shall swap tales
Of many valiant deeds
Now secure mounts to rails
Tend to wounded needs
Cries of suffering pain
Linger long in our ears
Morphine flowing like rain
Cannot still our fears
Oh to tap that keg of ale
Fill my mug, lift it high
Spit foam into raging gale
Laugh in face Death drawn nigh
Toast our dead, praise our living
Honor courage on both sides
Every soldier his all is giving
To turn to right shifting tides
In trenches neither right nor wrong
Only blood, death, loss and glory
Still praise our cause in lifted song
Let historians tell our story
About the Creator
Andrew C McDonald
Andrew McDonald is a 911 dispatcher of 30 yrs with a B.S. in Math (1985). He served as an Army officer 1985 to 1992, honorably exiting a captain.
https://www.amazon.com/Killing-Keys-Andrew-C-McDonald-ebook/dp/B07VM843XL?ref_=ast_author_dp
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"They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old; Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. We will remember them."
This feels extremely authentic and real. I love the line about young men all seeking relief, conflict caused by old ken’s natter. That is so real it hurts. Young people go. to fight and die in wars brought on by old people. I sent this to my brother who retired from the Army. and he loved it.