A Soldier's Face

Poem By Sian Mein

The soldier is a shell
A shell of metal medals
The soldier is the messenger
With a country's deadly message

The soldier is a trained killer
A soldier's eye is trained
On an enemy pre-defined
Our blackest fears framed

The soldier carries out
the orders of a few
A soldier's hands are tied
By a flag's blood white and blue

A soldier's flesh and blood
Is spent on the battlefield
War's currency
The years of our youth we steal

A soldier has a face
A soldier's heart is not unknown
It's their heart we all must face
Can we bear to face our own.

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