The Soldier

The soldier soldiered ever, ever on
Through trials harsh that crushed his fragile soul.
His life he gave to serve a distant goal,
A pointless quest. And he remained a pawn
To forces callous, cruel, and cold. From dawn
‘Til dusk, he struggled on. There was no lull.
His sacrifice was vain, but play the role          
He must, though hope had failed, though hope was gone.

In spite of this, the soldier strove and fought.
But why? Tenacious, tough, though overtaxed,
His grip on life endured. Not love, but hate
Sustained him through the wretched seasons fraught
with war. But strange, today he looks relaxed.
As if he merely waits to meet with fate.

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