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I Am A Soldier

i am a soldier i fight every day
i am a soldier i but still i fall on my knees and pray
standing here with my rifle in hand
the blasts go off, yet here i stand
hit once in the chest
and once in the back
i will never fall unless only to pray.
i look to my right and there i see
Jesus the Messiah looking back at me
arms raised, palms to the sky
he lets me know i will not die
"be calm my son for you are safe"
i say to him in a shaky tone
"but all i feel is nothing but hate"
he tells me again, "worry not
stay calm, keep your eyes to the skies above"
i nod as an answer to him
i look up and see only a patch of blue
"do you see the good in this place of bad?
when i count to three you will wake up in bed"
"Father I'm asleep, this hell is just a dream?"
he nods and says
ONE,
TWO,
then THREE
i wake up and gasp clasping my hands
looking up to the sky
to be praying again
i can still see the intense love in his eyes
i understand now that i heard no lies...
i am a soldier i fight every day
i am a soldier but still i fall on my knees and pray.



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