Lost soldier, wandering alone,
through fields of battle and the unknown.
His comrades are gone and left behind.
The echoes of war still ring in his ears, as he wanders through his darkest fears.
He searches for a way to escape.
The memories of war still take shape.
His eyes, once bright and full of life,
Now clouded with pain and endless strife.
The weight of the world upon his shoulder,
The lost soldier, now so much older.
The battles he fought now seem in vain,
As he wanders, lost and filled with pain.
But still he searches for a way to be free from the scars and wounds that none can see.
In the midst of the battle, he fought with all his might.
The chaos around him made it hard to see the light.
He charged forward bravely, never once backing down, but when the dust settled, he was nowhere to be found.
They searched for him, far and wide, but there was no trace of the lost soldier they could find.
His family waited anxiously, hoping he'd come home,
but as time passed, they realized he was gone.
The lost soldier's memory lives on, though he's not here, as a symbol of courage, honor, and fear.
We remember his sacrifice, his bravery, his might.
For the lost soldier fought for what he believed was right. 🎖️
©kami
K