I am a Soldier

I was that which others did not want to be.

I went where others feared to go,

and did what others failed to do.

I asked nothing from those who gave nothing,

and reluctantly accepted the thought eternal loneliness..should I fail.

I have seen the Face of terror:

Felt the stinging cold of Fear:

and enjoyed the sweet taste of a moments love.

I have cried,

pained,

and hoped...but most of all.

I have lived times others would say were best forgotten.

At least someday I will be able to say that I was proud of what I was...

a soldier