Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Your Teenage Soldier

You see a teenager
a bag over her shoulder
and a hood covering her face
and see walks quiet blending in the walls.
She walks in the cracks and bolts
before anyone can grab her
before anyone notices her.

She isn't wanted by the world
She didn't do any crime
she just walks away
and tries to blend
knowing theres no place for her.

She goes in a door
and ask why shes there and she tells them
that she would like to be of some use
and theres no better use than this.
They take her through the process
and ask her god forbid anything happen
who should we tell and she stares for awhile to think
and gives him a piece of paper with some names
and he says okay follow me.

Weeks go by and so days seem longer than others
Some get letters and pictures from friends and family
while she goes out to run
no letters come for her.
She trains and keeps moving forward
moving through the ranks
and before she know it 
she is captain of her troops.

They tell her its time to go
and she smiles and without words she goes to pack her bags.
Its in the middle of the night
she climbs aboard the plane.
But her general  tells her you cant get on the plane
as a captain but as a  lieutenant genereal and she stares at him it tells her
its okay to smile
and she does.

Three years later
you see her
and you wonder where she has been over the years
She doesn't tell you and she tells you
that to her you matter but now I have to go back.
I cant sit here while our boys are still there
and she hugs you and walks away.
You look back on her
and wonder and then it hits you
you run after her and say
why didn't you tell us? Please don't go
and she smiles with a tear in her eye ans says
I didn't want you to worry or think what might happen
and I have to, i promise i will come with my shield
tell the others I love them.
She hugs you again and you start to cry
and refuse to let go
She tells you Ill be okay look here's the way you get a hold of me
and hands over a piece of paper and lets go.

A month later
you just got off the phone with her
and moments later the news come on
and your heart stops
soldiers are dead, there were do many to count
so many dead.
You prayer that she isn't one of those and
get on the phone to find out
and they tell you they don't know yet.
You call up those that knew her
because you are scared and tell them to come over the next day
and they all agree not knowing what will happen.

The next day come and your friends come over
But then a vechile drives up and a man in uniform comes out of the car
all your hearts start to break and tears  start to run.
The door bell rings and of you answer it
he asks to come in with a sad look on his face
and sits where everyone is at
and saids she was the youngest in her rank
and did her country proud.
I remember when she first walked in those doors
and barely said a word and she gave me this list here
all your names are here.
It brings me to great sadness that she gave all
and her country will miss her has the solider and has the person
she was, we will remember her.
Know that no solider can ever match what she was
I can't imagine how great she was in your eyes
and wish I got to see her like you all did.

You see a teenager
and you see her about the same age
fighting for her country
and you let out a tear
and look up.
You whisper thank you
and that I love you
I hope you can hear me.
The wind pass you by through her papers
her story she last wrote
to the page that reads I'm always here and
never forget I love you
I love you all..

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