Broken

Written about a nightmare I had recently

Broken by battle and wounded by war,

My duty to my country, to which I swore,

To follow commands and orders true,

And run the enemy through and through.

Honor, duty, integrity, and more,

All at stake as I kick in the door

Not knowing what's on the other side,

To which I will live , or I will die.

The ice of fear, the pain of doubt,

Things a soldier can live without,

Bullets fly as I go down.

Remember me, dressed in white

As I am buried, out of sight.

The flag I defended, is given to you,

From atop my casket, the red, white, and blue.

Please don't shed me any tears, my mother dear

But know I am in a better place, for this I can tell

My life on earth is over, and I did my time in hell.

Reviews

[Bhavya verma]

A nice poem indeed.....!!

[Deadline Jeffrey]

Thank you for the review!