Just another soldier

• Hedi Laidler,
• Poetry
• 2007

Stolen from his family and home
Alone by himself he hides,
Scared
There to make a change
But he’s just another soldier
A life with no price
Another clone
Victimized
Discriminated against
And out there on his own
All he know’s is dead
His emotions are gone
He’s sick of this pain
Out there on his own
Nobody cares whether he
Live’s or dies
He’s just another soldier
His mind and soal are numb
He’s forgotton the purpose of his life
Subjected to war and death
He surrenders
He walks into the middle of the feild
Holds out his arms
As if to say
So what are you waiting for
Go on and take your shot
He’s just another soldier
Now he only lives
Engraved on a wall
And in the hearts of his family
But no-one else will ever know his name and soon he will be forgotton
After all
His was a life with no price
He was just another soldier