(For Scylla the Rock)
The job is done
And it has been done well
The soldier is now home
But he lives in hell
He lives with pain
Pain without end
He begs for relief
But the pain does not bend
He marches on
His head is lowered
Through brutal times
He continues forward
A son he has lost
Through tragic circumstance
He visits him often
In memory and chance
He feels guilt and shame
And a pain he cannot abide
But this was not his doing
And his son walks by his side
The pain without end
Leaves him crippled and weak
He pleads for release
And forgiveness he seeks
The soldier stayed at his post
He has held it for so long
He is tired now
And struggles to stay strong
The soldier searches
And he prays
For the secret to life
For the reason to stay
He calls for the answer
He is so weary
His body is broken
And to die seems easy
A wife now fights
She fights for her land
And she fights for her husband
She is making her stand
The soldier marches onward
His country has been served
But he holds his post for family
And life must be preserved
March on brave soldier
For the path is in front of you
Fight on dear soldier
The secret is those closest to you
Words by K A Little
Copyright © 2010
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Older/Exasperated - Thank you. Your support is much appreciated too, kind sir!
Tor - Thank you for dropping in. And, yes, I can only imagine the demons that follow our soldiers home.
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Lezlie
Poor Woman - Overcome ... yes, that's how I felt when I read Scylla's 'Call for the Living'. It really touched me.
Scylla's post ... http://open.salon.com/blog/scylla_the_rock/2010/03/11/call_for_the_living
Just Cathy - Thank you Cathy ... I do hope it was of some comfort to Scylla.