A Soldier

A soldier is a nobody,
We here lots of people say;
He is the outcast of the world
And always in the way.

We admit there are bad ones
From the Army to the Marines,
But the majority you will find,
The most worthy ever seen.

Most people condemn the soldier
When he stops to take a drink or two;
But does a soldier condemn you,
When you stop to take a few?

Now don't scorn the soldier,
But clasp him by the hand;
For the uniform he wears
Means protection to our land.

The goverment picks its soldiers
From the millions far and wide;
So please place him as your equal
Good buddies ... side by side.

When a soldier goes to battle,
You cheer him on the way;
You say he is a hero
When in the ground he lay.

But the hardest battle of the soldier
Is in the time of peace;
When all mock and scorn him,
And treat him like a beast.

With these few lines we close sir,
We hope we don't offend;
But when you meet a soldier,
Just treat him like a friend.


This poem was written in a Japanese POW camp
in Mongolia at great peril to his life
by a Bataan Death March survivor

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