I am a Soldier, a short story by JJ. Date added: 2010-05-16. Times viewed: 1212.
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- Intro: An ex-squaddie I knew accused me of being anti-soldiers. Fair point I thought. He also challenged me to write a more sympathetic poem - this is it.
I Am A Soldier
I see you march for your cause
with hatred burning in your eyes
clouding your vision,
spitting on my doorstep
now I’m back from the wars.
What could you know of all I’ve seen,
the friends I’ve lost each day.
I’m still mourning,
I’m still having nightmares
but I’m expected just to adjust.
I was barely a kid when the conscripts came
telling me of ‘heroes’ and a ‘code of honour’.
Where did they go
when the explosions started
and we ran out of body bags?
I tripped over dismembered bodies,
shot at people I never even knew
so you can protest now
and turn your backs on me.
I did it all for you.
I got a medal once for nothing
except for being good at dodging bullets
while friends died
or bled around me.
I threw that piece of tin away.
Now the war is over, I’m still fighting it,
I still see the enemy in every doorway
only now he wears a badge
and a white poppy
and called ‘my fellow countryman’.
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