Another deciduous tree leaf has fallen to the ground
To lay beside yet another pensive soul
One who stands six feet above the spot marked with the soldier's name that he wishes to emulate
A soldier who is now mouldering away below him !
Thoughts rushed to his brain.
Will he be remembered like the brave soldier ?
Or will he stay a prisoner to his own humdrum
One that corners him into a cell and doesn't allow him to ring that victory bell
One that keeps him caged up until he has become tamed
One that allows him to stay alive, but doesn't allow him to live
One that eventually breaks him and leaves him broken
And if he is broken can't he only rest in pieces ?