The Head and Soul Of A Soldier

Darkness descends on the soldier tonight
the quiet for him, is loud;
stillness fraught with deafening expectation,
he huddles near the ground.

Darkness descends on the veteran tonight
the quiet for him is loud
a stillness fraught with memories of
cold comrades on the ground.

Away! His voice commands his mind
Away with blood and screams
Away with firefights in my soul
Away with broken dreams.

Commands work well on battlefields
The troops fall into line
Commands to change the broken soul
They're harder to define

Agony, (chronic), twists the life
and tears the veteran apart
The cruelty of his memories
Lies buried in his heart.

By

MARY LESCH

Title suggestion by
BILL MASEL