This is for the faceless hero
The hidden life of the everyday soldier
The man who battles through an icy cold cubicle existence
Of a life in continual resistance
To the everyday person walking on streets of displacement
Carrying the weight of misplaced hate,
Misplaced fear,
Subjected to misplaced violence
and stripped of misplaced years
I marvel at those that turn down the ale of spite
but dine on fruits of kindness, Love and joy
Flying the flag of hope in a world devoid
I take delight in the rare breed that choose to see beauty in simplicity
and immune themselves from the Hate disease by
lifting their eyes to a higher plain and
to there they take flight
The warriors of Love that reject plots of revenge
and turn their cheek so the hate can end
I salute the lowly that sacrifice self gain
and step out consciously to teach others to Love again
Through all the struggle the everyday soldiar
Struggles on
Everyday
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Great Word!
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