Recruit's Account

The sun has never been brighter
and has the air any lighter.
The naked tree stands daunting
as if Death’s by the side waiting.

Out loud and proud I sing to the marching song,
yet inside softly pondering ‘where do I belong?’
I feel the weight of my boots against the ground
as salty-sea sweat drips with each forceful pound.

I’m soaked through and through in my vest
knowing that this is just like any other test.
What doesn’t kill me makes me stronger:
Pain shall not prevail any longer.

My eyes open to the wonders of Life
whilst my body’s constantly at strife:
The spirit to survive; with every breath
Life slowly but surely triumphs over Death.

Everyday is just another sunrise and sunset,
all the agony I shall simply let die and forget.
I’ll just watch the birds and the planes fly by
as I wait patiently for Time to pass by.

How will I respond to the battle cry?
Where will my integrity lie?
Will I rise to the sound of the war drum?
All will be known in Time to come.