Shadow

A tale of a soldier and the conflict of mind he faces whilst out on the battlefield.

I am the torch that guides your life
Omnipresent
I bear the crest, the shield and knife
Follow me

Follow me through the river Euphrates
Where mislaid souls shall unite
Taste the salt in the breeze
As the earth grows heavy in the night

And to march, we shall ensue
The path of righteousness, some say,
Is seldom pursued
We are darkness subdued

We bear the scars of the fallen spirit
Charred and seared
We shall do as we see fit
We thrive upon your fear

Fear of the elements we shall bestow
Upon the souls who had never known
Our enemies shall lay siege
I am the elite force- nourished by prestige

And at the break of dawn
As the eagle soars
The walls of Babylon
Soon,
Shall be old wives’ folklore

For I am the force that shapes
The strength to your imagination
Emblematic of love and hate
Child of the great nation

I am the birth as I am the death
I am the fume as I am the breath

This is the fortune of a soldier
A warrior without a cause
A life lived in void
A life of loss