The Soldier

No one would take their place. The dangers that lie ahead you can see in their face. They laugh, and they smile and they pretend it's all fine. But every once in awhile, it becomes time. They put on their gear, hat, boots and more. When they hear that boom, they all crash to the floor. Only those who thrive are going to survive.

Green, brown, black and grey, the enemy they can see ahead... Just a few miles away. Ready for action, guns loaded. Fire! All we ever do is sit, watch, and admire. The things that they do are very unexpected. But if you think of it like they do, it's from a very different perspective. One down. Two down. Three down. Four. They hear the enemy's waiting just behind the door.

They work and they work and they work all day. Imagine what's it's like? Having no free time to just play. Bad food, no sleep, no family, no fun. Just wait a little longer, the worst is yet to come. They pack up their bags, excited to go home. But when they get there they roam and they roam. Until they have the courage to get to where they need to be, they can do whatever they want, they are free!

Tears of relief, happiness, and joy. The fun and excitement ends soon, when they go back to their job and destroy. The cities and towns and states we built, they do it all in a second, at the end they feel guilt.

They risk their lives, every second, every minute. But while they are fighting the world keeps its orbit. Round and around and around it goes, the world spins around, the sun shines and glows. We wait and we wait till we think it's all over, then we realize, the end is nowhere.

Men and women, all different heights. Brave, courageous, they fight for our rights.

Every state every continent every country in danger. This isn't a joke. Not a way to let out anger. Victory! Failure. Somewhere in between? They aren't acting. It's not an actor in a scene. Behind closed doors is where the secrets spill out. But what they are saying, we must trust them. Without a doubt.

All different rankings, difficulties of all kind. If you scratch the surface, that is where you'll find. The true personality of each and every one of them. Scratch a little more, inside? A poem.