A Soldier Died Alone
Amidst the desert sands dawnings just begun,
battle rages on bombing veils the rising sun.
A boy not yet a man holds a picture to his heart,
of loved ones not forgotten though oceans keep them apart.
Called to serve his country land of freedom home of brave,
risking his existence for the lives that he may save.
Concealing his dismay he holds his head up high,
his arms embrace a trusted friend watching him slowly die.
A boy he is no more on that day there stood a man,
his heart filled with rage his mind fights to understand.
Raised to be a man of God taught thou shalt not kill,
now placed upon the battlefield where there tis his only will.
Resting beneath the sunset wounded he dreams of home,
lying on the desert's floor a soldier died alone.
Written Kathy J Parenteau
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Mary
A well-penned and well-expressed poem!
Sandie
budd
Let us all pray for a world of Peace....a very moving piece of writing.
Diana...