A Soldier's Weary Eyes

The soldier waits
With weary eyes
Scanning his A/O
He is so tired,

Tired of death
Maiming and pain
Worn out from this war
With nothing to gain,

Save another chance
To cheat death
The heart beats
Loudly in his chest,

With tracers
Speeding overhead
Explosions, the screaming
Of the wounded
And the silence of the dead,

The soldier hugs the ground
He continues to fire
For it is to kill or to be killed
While lying in the muck and mire,

Suddenly the din recedes
The soldier rises to his knees
Lifting his face toward the skies
And thanks God
Through those
Battle weary eyes.