STRENGTH AND HONOUR
Without a sound the soldier slowly knelt and bowed his head
Shoulders bravely bearing such burdens for what lay ahead
He cleared his mind of all the horrors of which he did dread
And gently clasping his weapon he softly whispered his quiet prayer
“Lord please care for my family in my home so far away
And take into your arms those who will die here this day
Let me stand steadfast and strong, true to my comrades in arms
Give us strength to fight enemies who want freedom taken away
Dear Lord grant me the grace to live and fight just another day”
Standing tall and steady and with steel in his eyes
He gripped his weapon and raised it to the skies
And with a clenched fist he shouted the soldier’s battle cry
Strength and Honour!!!
A poem inspired by the wonderful sketch by my friend Murphy art Elliot which he entitled “The Praying Soldier”
