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A Heavy Price to Pay
By Glider
24 February 2007
I am an ex-soldier, I wrote this when my son was born.


A Heavy Price to Pay


Please do not forget me
In your heart dont let me die
In years to come when you see our son
Dont break down and cry.

His smile it will be my smile
His kiss will be mine too
And when you're sad and lonely
He will hug you like I do

His laugh will be an echo of the fun we used to share
When tears run down his little cheeks
Tell him life's not fair
For if it was I would be with you
Instead I am lying here
With the smell of death
And screems of pain
Ringing in my ear.

My doctor is a young man
Without a young mans face
For all the horrors that he's seen
Are etched there in its place
Before this day is over he says I'll pass away
Deep in my chest two bullets rest
A heavy price to pay.

I thought I knew the reason
Why I went off to fight a war
Excitement, Fame and Glory
That's what I was fighting for.

Then the killing started
And I knew that I'd been caught
The sudden urge to run away
Was not what I was taught
The noise the shouts of terror
The smoke the fear the pain
I made a promise to myself
I hope its not in vain.

That if I made it through this hell
I would tell my son somehow
That death is not exciting
Killing isnt fame
And Glory is a word for fools
Who should hang their heads in shame.

Reviews

Written by LynB (433 comments posted) 24th February 2007
This is a beautiful, heartwrenching poem, and I don't mind admitting that it brought tears to my eyes. 
 
Certainly makes you think about the futility of war. :cry

Written by Phil (6383 comments posted) 24th February 2007
A superb personal nessage that could perhaps be relayed to Tony Tosspot while he plays armies. I really like the way this works on a personal level but has much wider connotations. 
 
A bit rough around the edges, but a really interesting first post. 
 
Phil.
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Written by Josie (2496 comments posted) 24th February 2007
Excellent.
A Heavy Price to Pay
Written by CliffBowes (176 comments posted) 24th February 2007
A warm welcome to the site Glider. I like your poem very much indeed. It has the feeling that it was written by a soldier who knows his subject rather than a professional poet who doesn't. It has much feeling and sums up the futility of war very well. I don't know a lot about fighting, the nearest I got to active service was as an Airman in Suez in November 1956.

Written by fellpony (1507 comments posted) 24th February 2007
I especially liked the last 2 stanzas. There, in particular, you have a good voice and a valid point of view. Well done.
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Written by bwoz (125 comments posted) 24th February 2007
The view point of a wounded soldier is very classic, and very classy. The pace kind of wanders in a few places, and the stanzas seem irratic in a few spots, but the message is a strong one and carries the little imperfections without much of a ripple. 
 
Good poem 
 
BW
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Written by bwoz (125 comments posted) 24th February 2007
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Written by bwoz (125 comments posted) 24th February 2007
By the way, a military "lifer" here -- born into it, worked 30 plus years and still at it. 
 
BW

Written by Talisker (1300 comments posted) 25th February 2007
Perhaps not Siegfried Sassoon or Wilfred Owen - but none the less real, and I respect you for writing this. 
 
Oli :)

Written by ellipinnock (1753 comments posted) 26th February 2007
Can't fault the message. Wasn't quite so keen on the presentation in places. 
 
One sp. - screems.  
 
Agree with FP - last two stanzas in particular raise some interesting ideas. This felt like it wanted to be song lyrics in places to me (no bad thing). Worth the read. 
 
Elli

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