A Soldier's Poem

Beautiful love

Beautiful earth

War seeks to destroy you both

It ends the fiddle

It ends the joy

Pull the trigger

Release the hate

Why should you not?

Kill them

That perhaps kills you

You die inside

Want it all to end

Heavy drops fall

The sky cries

But, look

The sky clears

Dark, but healing

Though eternal haunted

I look at the stars

My last point of hope

I think of whom I love

A picture in shadows

My home, my life

I surrender to God