A Different Uniform

With loaded guns we crouch down low Prepare to fight our chosen foe Gung ho with comrades at my side I daren’t tell them I’m terrified I ponder on my chosen fate To slaughter men I do not hate The reason being we were born To wear a different uniform I’m one more pawn within a game Our enemies are just the same They’re closer now and looming large They run towards us at a charge The soldier drops into my trench My gun is taken with a wrench We stand there staring eye to eye I brace myself, prepare to die I see whilst stood in morbid fear That down his face there runs a tear He sighs and says he’s had his fill He wants no more to maim and kill We sit together side by side He tells me of his home, his bride I say that I’m not married yet He offers me a cigarette I tell him that my name is Jack I take a photo from my pack A picture of my girlfriend Jen Who knows if I’ll see her again He says his name is Vladimir He wishes we could share a beer And then ‘I must be getting back ‘Take care now Vlad’ ‘You too Jack’ As he departs I kiss his head There are no more words to be said I wish that we had not been born To wear a different uniform Apoloogies for any formatting issues