The Soldier Poem by Tsunami HiroshiSu

The Soldier



These hands have killed thousands
These eyes have seen the blood stained battlefields and those they could not save
These ears have heard the screams as they were blasted into bits
This nose has smelled the reek of rotting flesh when you come upon the body
These legs have marched to kill
This soul knows the pain of war
This mouth has asked the questions like ‘Why are we here? ’, ‘Why are we doing this? ’
Why? Why? Why?
This mind has found the answers: for honor, for glory for our country
For this, for that, it doesn’t really matter
This heart knows that killing is not something to be proud of
This soldier knows that honor and glory aren’t worth dying for or killing for
This soldier knows
But it seems like he’s the only one who does know or care.

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Tsunami HiroshiSu

Tsunami HiroshiSu

Fort Collins, Colorado
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