I know there are female soldiers out there serving their countries honourably but originally this poem was written for a contest dedicated to a specific male soldier's family. I think it still stands as a testament to the pride we take in all soldiers regardless of gender who fight for their countries. Regardless of if you are in favour or against any war what remains undeniable is that there are brave men and women who give their lives daily for something bigger than themselves.
Who watches over
I have no words left, my frame shakes
as I find myself imagining the faces
that remain, that stay waiting for
my feet to fall upon the porch because
somewhere out there far from here
lies my home;
Oh fellow traveller let us while waging
wars for home and hearth never forget
the ones we are fighting for. Oh mother
I will be back someday, whether flesh
Or spirit for you I will always be your
Son;
Oh broken road do not stray from me
because someday I will walk your narrow
strip, light of heart and happy to finally
be going home;
Those thoughts they keep me, they are
my prayer spoken over the sound of guns.
A litany that keeps me strong as I mention
each word out loud, father, mother, brother,
Sister do not cry for me because from where
I sit I will always remain your soldier, your
beloved boy watching over each and every
one of you.
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