And I Stand Higher Than He

A poem about a soldier and a commander

As a commander

He will stride above all

 

Snug and sound in his ship

At his call we destroy

 

And I stand at Death's door

Fighting alone but fighting strong

 

We stand at different levels

And I stand higher than he

 

Through brains he works

Giving orders to us all

 

But I survive through luck and skill

From body and spirit I thrive

 

We stand at different levels

And I stand higher than he

 

We are connected

One and the same

 

He is the mind, the orders

I am the body, the actions

 

But even though we are connected

We are still separate

 

And even though he receives all the credit

We were the ones who did the work

 

We stand at different levels

 

And I stand higher than he

 

Author's Note

I welcome all comments. This is the first thing I've posted here and I would like some feedback!