As I look across the plains of war
I relise, we are nothing but pawns of what we are
As I draw my sword and stair into the eyes of the enemy
I know one thing of certainty, that death will be the consistency
As we hold our swords in the air and scream
As we run holding the handels of our blades
As we relise death is upon us
I know the price I will pay to defend my beloved
The millions of screams from each blade as it clashes to another
As I look into the eye of my enemy I long to call my brother
I must push him back to the ground and run my blade into his being
As I stare into his eyes as he begins to die, I can't believe what I'm seeing
As I look at my fellow warriors fight, and my enemies fight back
I know now war as no purpose but to kill
I know that this clash of soldiers is nothing but death
I have come to the realisation, that we fight for a cause that dosen't exist
As I sheath my blade and turn around
I feel a sudden burst of pain sending me crashing to the ground
As I look up to see
I see only a reflection of me
Holding my sword ready to strike me
Then I scream, "What are you waiting for, smite me!"
He thrusts the blade down into me
Now I know death is what I'll be
As I give one last shout
Blood pours from my mouth
The words I say are only these
"I failed to live for you my love, never to return, but please.
Never forget me, never loose the picture of us together on the stand.
That was the greatest day of my life, the day I put the ring on your hand."
As all the fighting stopped, each looking at me
I knew that my I was going to die as blood poured from my heart
But I ended a war, this was my soldier's march |
Submission Name: Soldier's March
