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He's a soldier
Dedicated to Robert Johnson (poetryperchance)

 

No legs, no eyes and yet he sees

Beyond the gruelling battlefield

He'll crawl and drag himself between

The blood and guns and IEDs

 

Medics work with tourniquets

Stop the blood he must be saved

We can't let brave men die like this

There's every chance that he will live

 

Airlifted home to great applause

His journey now is learn to walk

On legs of unfamiliar gait

There'll be some work with bars and weights

 

He stands assisted for a while

Each tiny step a major mile

A hand to guide, an arm to lean

A grimace, gritted teeth, a scream

 

Through pain and torment battle on

He'll not be beaten by a bomb

He cannot see but there's a light

A thriving spirit full of fight

 

He's standing, walking, wobbly pace

Pure effort pours out from his face

Each step a step of manly pride

From sightless eyes wipe tears aside

 

He's fully upright medals gleaming

Wheelchair waits but isn't needed

He's walking tall his war is over

To God and country – he's a soldier
 

God bless 'em all

It was with great sadness that I heard of the loss of Robert Johnson
(poetryperchance) Bob wrote to me 10/11/2015 admiring the above poem
which I am proud to repost in grateful thanks – God bless Bob

©Joseph G Dawson








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