Farewell, Our Soldiers

• Kerry Kingsbury, Grade 8
• Poetry
• 2014

It’s true that they cry for their Mother,
But it’s too late,
It’s us who will have to suffer,
They’ve ruined their fate.

A soldier shot down,
A son, brother, father lost,
Murdered in a shantytown,
The ones hated the most,
By the friends of the dead,

Go soldiers,
Don’t follow your friends,
You’ll flame and smoulder,
Go home and make amends,

Dear soldier,
Your killer was calling on Hell,
Until your final disclosure,
Tears tore our hearts, brave soldier
Your sacrifice is our consolation,