Viral Warfare
/He is battle weary,
No one knew the
War would last so
Long, an enemy
Identified but
Unseen is hardest
To fight, those in
Command keep
Working from a
Hand drawn map,
A patchwork
Of solid intelligence
That set his orders,
Wearlily he picks up
His weapons and
Necessary kit, ready
To meet the next
Objective with his
Team of brothers
And sisters, lines
Seem drawn in sand
That shifts beneath
Their boots, treating
Wounded stacked
Like cordwood in
The fields, at times
Facing an enemy
That wears their
Faces, screaming
Obsceneties and
Spitting in their
Hair, on they march
For they are each of
Us, locked into a
Long conflict that
Now seems more
Against our fellow
Kind than the
Hidden enemy that
Began our march
Yet on we move,
Not blind sheep
But determined
Comrades, united in
The cause and with
Each enemy wave,
More sure than ever
That come what may
Victory will be ours,
Battle weary soldiers
Each of us, fighting
On.
By Gail Constable
From: Canada