Soldiers don't die.

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This poem is dedicated to all soldiers. In this physical world, we face reality--either peace or war.

Submitted: July 15, 2017

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Soldiers fight for their land,

Boldly, and courageously, they make their stand.

Never giving up, they just wait,

They get the job done; they don't hesitate.

 

In dangerous terrain, they tread,

Carrying the wounded, not the dead.

They hurry to meet the enemy,

In a war that's deadly.

 

Soldiers are nice and loving, yet mean,

Especially when the enemy is seen.

They turn into ferocious animals,

And are like beastly jackals.

 

With their wives and kids, they're like babies,

Their love is true, there are no maybes.

This is the time the enemy could attack,

And beat those soldiers back.

 

Soldiers don't die, they just disappear,

They're tough, they're rude, they do not fear.

They become other people's scorn,

As soon as they die, they're born.


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