Completing the Duty

The brave soldier straps on his armor

Securing ties and supplies

Saluting to his Father

and kissing the tattered picture goodbye

He ventures to the edge and drops one foot over

Spending a fleeting moment to hover

Before grasping holds in pores

Sliding down the deep path

Made from many trips this way

Over and around the smooth contours

He ends secure at the bottom

And sends a call for more men to come

To take the plunge,

And fall fast down the slick surface

Following orders from above