For The Soldier
We think we know
what it means to love.
We say it we would do anything
for those we love,
but we don’t know.
Most of us don’t know
what love means.
For the soldier,
love means fighting,
wearing the blood of another,
tasting it, seeking it.
It means walking out
in mud or dust
or forest or desert
and knowing that
you will not come back.
It means dying in dark places,
bravely, heroically,
sometimes badly,
sometimes unseen, unknown to us,
or to anyone
because it has to be done.
It means madness and pain
and duty and courage
and fear and anger.
It means digging
and carrying
and walking
and running
and hurting
and killing
and crying
and dying.
It means love for freedom,
for country,
for family and friends,
for strangers,
for us.
For the soldier,
love means life and death.
What does their love
mean to you?