Oh not to be a soldier
Who wasn't born to fight
For in the heat of battle
There often is much fright
Thinking of the loved ones
Worrying at home
Will you be alright son
Will you be all alone
You didn't want this heartache
You didn't want this pain
And while you sleep
In the battle zone
A bomb goes off again
You stumble from your barracks
Alert and wide awake
You're tired and cold and shivering
Your body how it quakes
Will you be the next one to be hit
By a round of moulten lead
Will it be slow and painful?
Or will you end up dead?

This damn war, when will it end
When can you at last go home
Your spell of fighting over
It starts anew for some
You pray you are not injured
Paralysed with fear
You wish that you were somewhere else
Anywhere but here
You feel a sharp pain in your back
You fall slowly to the ground
The eyes start to glaze over
Why can't you hear a sound

You wake up in a bright room
There is no sound of war
No shouted orders in your ears
Nothing like before
As you lie there staring upwards
At the bright fluorescent light
You start to wonder to yourself
Is it day or night
Are you in heaven or in hell?
There are no sounds of war
A softly spoken voice you hear
From beyond the distant door
'Will you keep your voices down
There's a young boy dying there
You feel no fear
You feel no pain
Your mind is numb
Nothing is clear
A silence overcomes you
And then..................



Tom September 25 2007

Wow Tom that tears your hear out!!

Tom that was a very good write...

((( Tom )))

{{{{Tom}}}}

Soooo sad

BLESS OUR TROOPS

Tom that ws very well written

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How moving, Tom. You are a gifted writer, and we are blessed by your willingness to share.

Thank you

Very good reading uk1971

A very fitting tribute Tom