Like a soldier on his knees

Like a soldier on his knees, is what I’ll be.

The bombs blew, the bullets flew.

I wear my helmet, I carry my guns.

My bullet proof vest is part of my shield.

My boots carry through the field.

A soldier on his knees is what I’ll be.

God shields around me and send his angels to protect me.

If need be from now through eternity

The soldier got up from his knees.

Pointed his guns and marched on

Through the field. Heaven Bound.

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4 Responses to Like a soldier on his knees

  1. Bethany says:

    I like how the writer accepts his past and remains hopeful for what lies ahead.

  2. Theodore says:

    This provides very good insight as to what is going on in their heads

  3. V says:

    I’m sure a lot of our armed forces could really relate to this poem.

  4. amy says:

    He counts on God’s protection for the soldier and the prisoner.

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