The soldier

Once upon a time
Lived a soldier
under a young sun

A master in the art of fights
But a softer soul inside
Fighting with his comrades
But inside probably fighting his own fight

In the middle of a war
He orders people to kill
takes his orders from the higher command
But at times against his own will

After the killings are done
He sees blood all over the place
Dead people lying on the ground
Women getting raped

He cries and cries
And thinks this cannot be lived with everyday
So he goes back to his camp
Thinking of never killing a person again...

But a soldier he is
Destined to kill
How can it not be
To live not in his own misery

The commander assigns him a task
To slaughter people with his fellow comrades
And rape women whichever he comes across

He says he shall not do so
And bear his punishment in silence

The commander listens not
And sends him to the front
He goes there ready to bear the brunt

There in the front to teach men a lesson
Shoots the commander the soldier
While completing his mission

The soldier dies happily
For he shan't kill no more
Death to him comes as a mercy
And he forgives them all...