Soldier
I am beneath your feet,
All around you.
I protect you from the darkness.
I am the darkness.
I do not claim to be perfect,
I am not a hero.
I fight.
I am a soldier,
Protector of liberty
Here to keep you free,
Here to make them leave you be.
I am a soldier,
Destroyer of life
Creator of strife.
The man children fear.
But this is how it has to be.
I must fight.
For you.
I don’t want to do this.
To die
Just a pawn in their game.
Just another man slain.
There are no winners in this
Just survivors.
But why should I?
Why should I survive?
Why shouldn’t he survive?
Is he not just a man like me?
Does he not also have family?
A mother waiting terrified.
I wonder how hard she will cry.
I am nothing but another soldier
So why?
By Joseph Osei