Pride And Honour

Author’s note: Although the following poetry is centred on a soldier, it could have really been anyone in a position of fame or authority: police officers, politicians, celebrities, etc. As always reviews and comments would be appreciated.


As the soldier marches on

As part of a city patrol.

Glancing at the civilians;

Some awestruck, most terrified.

The soldier smirks at them,

“They live lives ordinary

While I live for a cause glorious.  

While they tend to chores mundane

I’m a warrior honourable.”


Enemies had struck again

And the soldier had been shot.

The body was draped in national colours

And the soldier hailed a martyr by the very civilians,

The “ordinary people, who tend to chores mundane.”


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