There's many evils all about,
most within a few without.
Things unseen, unknown, unkind,
not thought of even in your mind.
When glanced upon with life full eyes,
virgins freeze has if surprised,
Soldiers we just march on by,
for the remnants of the others.
We are the takers from the mothers,
we take the lives that live for,
steal take their prayers their hopes and more.
we erase from the world what seems they give,
has all things die they wish could live.
War is fought for what is right,
all other things are terror.
And in your heart in the dark you know,
whats right to do and when to go.
and bring to GOD what he deems just,
without a question why?
Soldiers we just march on by.
saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/soldiers-we-just-march-on-by/
