A Hero's Worry Beads

November 17, 2011

The soldier cries unwonted tears;
bleeding from world hardened eyes;
his second blanches at his fears
of where among hills the battle lies.

And clutched in blood hardened cloth, a note
and held in trembling hand he reads:
delusions lies and how hope floats,
that life is lost, the truth is here and bullets are his worry beads.

Treat the hand and burn the note
call the comrades, unlock the cages
grab your gun and don your coat
and eager run to where the battle rages.

The author's comments:
This poem is based on my feelings of how disposable and disillusioned soldiers can become in war. and how the issues that arise are timeless and are applicable to both world wars and the current conflicts in the middle east.

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