The soldiers of the constant fight

The soldiers took their rightful positions.

The fight is ready to begin.

The smell of war is flying around.

The night is settling down.

The day comes the night goes

and the clock is moving like it usually does.

 

But the fight is not beginning

the soldiers are standing there,

doing nothing but staring and breathing

and looking in the air.

Their eyes are black and hollow

seeing nothing and all

just waiting for the orders to follow.

 

But the orders are not coming

and the nights and days are passing by.

The seasons are making circles

and the time has started to fly

 

The soldiers now are yawning

looking around for what they are supposed to fight.

But nothing is coming their way.

Now they think they are wasting their life away:

“Do we stand for nothing here?

Is there not a battle field?”

 

The place suddenly starts trembling

and golden rain comes from the sky.

Realizing there is no fight to fight

and no struggle to struggle

the soldiers do not die, nor disappear.

They are now ONE with the battle field.

 

 

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