Submitted by Brant Parker
The half boy…. half man joined to fight and do what he felt was right
The boy had no understanding of the real world and trains for war…
Just a game…just for fun…toy soldier training in a man’s world…
Always a smile, a laugh, not a care in the world…
The man…testing agility, doing his best, won’t let his brothers down…
Half boy. half man gets told its time to earn his pay…a combat zone…
The half boy soon gets lost somewhere in the blood and guts of battles…
The half man devours the tender boy…
He becomes a man no one knows…the boy is gone, the smile has faded, traded fear, tears, anger, and rage…always on patrol
The man, in tune with his actions and thoughts…
He’s less careless and understands lives are at stake…many will be lost…
The man has learned to survive, not the boy in this man’s world…
The warrior, combatant lives among the walking dead
The perils of war made him who I he is…somewhere, somehow the boy became a hardened man.
And should he ever be so lucky in this lifetime…the hardened man will find the boy, resurrect the smile he once possessed, regain the joy, laughter, and long forgotten happiness.