In a time of war
A political agenda sweeps the nation;
A mandate to the military
An instruction to the soldier,
His deep commitment to the conflagration.
He prepares with well-trained competence
He awaits his prey;
Pulls the trigger
With expected, but fatal consequence.
The enemy reacts to hostile strife
With equal measure.
Reciprocated death celebrates;
Both sides committed to a better life.
In a time of peace
The heroes return to mass celebration,
A nagging conscience,
Troubled introspection.
A lonely journey of forced legitimation.
The unborn child in the womb of his wife:
The personification of love.
One thing certain in this world:
Ten thousands have died for this better life.
There are truths beyond teleology:
The child is father of the man,
Love justifies sacrifice,
The soldier is fodder to ideology.
- Mark van Vuuren
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