A Soldiers Prayer Slideshow
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A Soldiers Lot is not a 'appy one or so the saying
goes,and some hold them in deep admiration and
awe but he goes
where he is told to go, to fight for freedom
and your way of life, even if his road leads to
war.
Upon the battlefield day
and night, thoughts of God
and Country tho' be near, the reason he does it is for the man who stands beside him there.
Though others think it's
glamorous and adventures are
for all,they do not feel the fear, like
icy fingers that grasp a soldiers
heartwhen the first shouts of the battle call.
The death the carnage the maimed and hurt, are there for all to see,except the hidden damage deep within the soldiers soul.To kill or be killed, to fight with all your might, to risk all not for some nobel cause, but for your comrades and those with whom you serve, that they may make it back to base, all well and whole.
But if the final sacrifice is to be
made, so others their loved ones see,
the lonely soldier will lay down his life so his comrades may go
free...No heroism does it
take, but a little guts and a determination
that's true..Not this time will the Grim Reaper wield his
deathly scythe of suffering..
For the lonely soldier stands tall and true,
and spits in the Reaper's eye,
"It's me not them you have come to see, you
let those souls go free..."
A wry smile to his comrades is given, "friends I pray God
tonight Ill see you all from heaven.. I have an appointment to
keep with this man of death.... so remember
me kindly and have a laugh on me, weep not for me dear friends we have served so well together...
For when thru the gates of splendour I march, saluting I will
say.... Sir. another soldiers reporting in for I've
done my time in hell...."
Postscript..From the field of war they carried him, as like a knight of Old...borne in the hands of four they gently laid
him down.Biting back their tears they each
remembered their friend, the one who
fought beside them, a valiant warrior that would never let you
down.Within his pockets they did find, a
soldiers Bible and a photograph, the
picture was stained and crumpled for all to see, and each
looked at the other and all became clear.
The soldier had a secret love, who
they hoped did love him true,
the marks where he had clutched
her picture to his breast
and stains where his tears had
fallen.. each they wished the men who sent them
here, could see the pain their actions caused and cursed them under their
breath, with "What the hell are we doing here???"
Then each to attention stood
and saluted their fallen friend, "so long dear friend,
this worlds a sorry place, but has been graced
with you presence true...
sleep on old soldier... your duty's done...
may we all remember and never forget a sacrifice been made today, so we may all go
home..."
The Bugles sound the volley fire, they bade the soldier goodbye.. one falling upon his knee, tears welling up inside, looking to the heavens his heart cried out.."dear God we've lost one of our own, please bid him welcome to your home... for he has truly done his time in hell...."
"People sleep peacefully in their beds at
night only because rough
men stand ready to do violence in
their behalf"
Story written by a British Troop
dedicated to those who had fallen on the battlefields
serving and protecting their
country