The Fleeting Soldier Marches On


The heart of a warrior
goes forth with the dawn,
as a lone soldier,
slowly steps,
so restlessly on.

Afar life’s tutorship​
and values does
the soldier roam,
in the wake of those echoes
the heart calls home.

The heart of a warrior
falls back with the night,
enters some alien cage
in its fleeting freedom,
tries to forget
it has dreamed of the stars
while it breaks for freedoms cause.

In the wake of the warriors cause,
life breaks for no one,
for no ones sacrifice
is so great that life will pause.

© By Amanda D Shelton 

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