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A Soldier's Tears
Soldiers don’t cry
That’s what the Colonel said to us
We’re men, and men ain’t supposed to cry
But I don’t know.
Sometimes, when I see the desolation,
The dead, the blood, and gore
I really do feel like crying
Even though I am a real man,
And real men don’t cry
Or, at least, that’s what the Colonel says
Yesterday we fought the battle of our lives
Shiloh was a bloody one
A friend of mine, knocked flat onto the ground
He had been right in front of me
If he hadn’t been, I would be dead
Instead, I lived and for what?
Why was I so special?
What makes us survivors so unique?
Today may have been worse than yesterday.
Even though so many died then, so many of us
Are left to feel guilty, unworthy of this precious gift,
This gift of life
Yesterday, they were alive.
They spoke and smiled and breathed
And some of them, some of us,
We cried.
Now they’re gone.
Just like that.
Just a declaration from one man to another,
And a war is fueled.
A war between our own brothers.
A tear doesn’t stop a bullet
Apologies don’t stop a burning hatred
Man doesn’t stop a war,
Without paying the price
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Written for History class :)