Soldier
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therinamartinsWriter and Friend
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Soldier

by therinamartins

You were walking...

Walking away from me...your suitcase in hand...your cap under your arm. I knew why you were here. I knew why you went. You walked away to complete your order and duty like a man.

Our eyes met, and you smiled.

You never knew my name, nor I yours. We were strangers in a world we tried to live in. But you smiled at me that day. In the midst of the crowd you singles me out. And showed me kindness.

We may never meet again...

I knew that the instance I saw your uniform. Fate was unknown to both of us- Maybe that's why we never talked...we never exchanged numbers...or sat side by side. I was afraid, and so were you.

But I loved you.

When you stood to go, I watched you still, wondering where you would be stationed. If you had a family, and why you chose to go. I would never dream of you as a lover- No.

I chose not to give you my heart.

Instead, I gave you my friendship, if we were ever to meet again. I gave you my prayers, that you would stay safe amid all the pain you would pass through.

Would that make me cruel?

Insensitive, hard, cold-hearted? Would it make me less of a human? Love comes in many ways, I suppose, though we mostly think on romantic terms. I would never love you like that.

You were a brother.

You reminded me of him. With your stance, with your air, your smile, and windswept hair- He never went, neither would go to pick up arms by free will. But what if he had? Or my own father?

Would I have watched them go?

Would I have sat here, wondering- worrying about them? Praying that they would return home safe? Would I have feared over any phone call? My heart thundering if perhaps...?

Then I saw you.

In your clean, crisp blues. Tall. Proud. Faithful in any duty. Would there be someone crying every night to God that you'd return alive? Someone in sleepless nights, praying for you?

Your road is a hard one...

A brave one. A faithful one. An honorable one. But risks do you take that prove your worth. Risks that could send many to cry at a white tombstone with your name on it.

Be strong, my friend.

Be brave. Be true. To God and yourself. Love all you can, pray for whoever you can think of, ask Good to protect them.

For I will do the same.

As will your family. As will your sweetheart, if you have one. As will the church you have attended. As will all who meet you.

And, please....

Come back home.

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There are many people who are passing through this. This poem is to show them , they're not alone.

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a year agoReply
@bernardtwindwil, thank you so much! It's not the most liked, but it is the one I've put literally heart and soul into.

bernardtwindwilGold CommaGranddad & story teller, tomthepo8.com
a year agoReply
This was wonderful and full of love and understanding. So far, this is your best work in my nopinion.

adritadroyBronze CommaI am a lover of language, are you?
a year agoReply
Hey I'm sorry I sounded pretty rude. Actually the anger lies not with you but those sitting in chairs and creating wars while these poor soldiers are giving up lives believing in things shallow and wrong. Anyway what you wrote was still beautiful. So cheer up!

therinamartinsSilver CommaWriter and Friend
a year agoReply
@adritadroy, not at all. I understand where you're coming from, and im truly sorry if I made this poem come out as honoring killing and whatnot. It wasn't meant for that. It was for those who have lost a loved one and have watched this scenario over and over again. But sometimes it is a person's decision, and we can't do anything about it. This was just my thoughts as i used to watch the soldiers in Israel. I'm sorry if I came out as honoring the cruelty of killing others.

adritadroyBronze CommaI am a lover of language, are you?
a year agoReply
@therinamartins beautifully written. While this poses a heart wrenching scenario about the honour and sacrifice of this bold person, remember there's another bold person on the other side of the border lamenting yet another lost love, sacrificed family and courageous honour. Hope we all stop glorifying war and see for what it truly is: Commenting bravery for killing and not for staying away from killing; controlling people from uniting; creating local conscience and not a global one. Hope you do not feel accused by my words, it's meant for all of us.

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a year agoReply
@sydney, think i can win the poetry slam with this one, lol?;-)

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a year agoReply
whoa such a powerful one. i'm lucky to have never had this happen to me, but also know a number of people affected. thanks for sharing this!!

therinamartinsSilver CommaWriter and Friend
a year agoReply
@anominous, you're very welcome.

a year agoReply
This is absolutely beautiful, one of my loved ones was in the military and died in active duty. This really hits the spot. Thank you :')

a year agoReply
@therinamartins a friend had to watch a close friend leave for the military. nothing should happen, but it's still really hard to watch