I wrote this when I was bored in class.
Soldier
Why did you fight soldier?
Was the battle glorious?
Why did you fight soldier?
To return a man victorious?
Or soldier was it death you found,
within this barren field?
Or soldier was it life you found,
did the killing make you yield?
The life you gambled on a bullet:
a mindless, useless tool.
The men you killed with that bullet
are men the same as you.
So now what will you do soldier?
Go back still a young man,
now your term is over?
Or will you feel as old
as life itself, soldier?
No you will shout aloud or silently;
It was wasn't my fault,
to kill I was commanded
Yes, we know soldier, we know
the guilt doesn't rest with anyone soldier?
It doesn't rest with you, but in you nonetheless.
Soldier
Why did you fight soldier?
Was the battle glorious?
Why did you fight soldier?
To return a man victorious?
Or soldier was it death you found,
within this barren field?
Or soldier was it life you found,
did the killing make you yield?
The life you gambled on a bullet:
a mindless, useless tool.
The men you killed with that bullet
are men the same as you.
So now what will you do soldier?
Go back still a young man,
now your term is over?
Or will you feel as old
as life itself, soldier?
No you will shout aloud or silently;
It was wasn't my fault,
to kill I was commanded
Yes, we know soldier, we know
the guilt doesn't rest with anyone soldier?
It doesn't rest with you, but in you nonetheless.