A Soldier's Poem
Beautiful love
Beautiful earth
War seeks to destroy you both
It ends the fiddle
It ends the joy
Pull the trigger
Release the hate
Why should you not?
Kill them
That perhaps kills you
You die inside
Want it all to end
Heavy drops fall
The sky cries
But, look
The sky clears
Dark, but healing
Though eternal haunted
I look at the stars
My last point of hope
I think of whom I love
A picture in shadows
My home, my life
I surrender to God