Freedom
A privilege held by fingertips
Preserved in fragility
Standing on a wall gazing at the enemies
Guns held to the chest waiting to fire
An
eerie silence overwhelms
Chills from the unknown embrace the skin
Trained for the moment
Yet unprepared for its eventuality
Unsuspecting
civilians sleep at night
Unaware of the battles faced
Blood shed, lives lost
Medals awarded
Celebratory
parades
Flags waving
Joyful moments
A soldier stands proud
A
scream in the night
Waking from the images of death
Remembering it’s all in the line of duty
To keep the freedom alive
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