Soldier's Ghost

M Mark R Slaughter Mark R Slaughter
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I bled for you - would you for me? I blessed a skin in blazing fuel Then took a bullet in a duel of ‘He or I to Die.' I often question ‘Why? ' Do you? My country was my life to give - Would you for country cease to live? Sinking in a mire of death, You have no choice - So while you're still alive, Rejoice! I cried in failure - did you care? And as I waned, were you aware of What I did -? Fighting for my country while you hid Behind your comfort back at home? Still relaxed? My wife and child are fading at the tomb. Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009 Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier soldier soldier war Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier Soldier war war war war war war war war war war war war war war war war war war war war war war war war war war war war war war war war war war war war

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