JP (Scratches on the page, making noise. / New York City)

I'am A Soldier Born To Die

if i die in a war zone,
box me up and send me home.

Put my medals on my chest,
Tell my mom i did my best.

Tell my father not to bow,
he won't get tension from me now.

Tell my brother to study perfectly,
keys of my bike will be his permanently.

Tell my sis not to be upset,
Her bro will not rise after this sunset,

Tell my love not to Cry...
'BECAUSE IAM A SOLDIER BORN TO DIE....! ! !

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Comments (41)

Some just like to let it coast. Some bring it in with a toast. it's beautiful poem; great 10++++++++++++++++++++++
It is all part of the day. Days are paid with great hopes. This poem is very brilliantly penned with perception of rain...10
Soothing afternoon rain cleanses the mind from stressful thoughts from work.. well said!
very well-said nice thought
quite interesting! nice job!
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