The Lost Soldier
Boom…
The sky lit up with unnamed colors, as bombs hailed down to Earth
The threat was real as mass destruction annihilated God’s birth
Hope vanished as the thought of peace was carried out on a stretcher
And our Father cried as Mother Nature cracked under the pressure
All living organisms burned alive, death surrounded all
Our once thriving advanced society, screeched and finally stalled
The sky was black with smoke and hate, the ground was a fiery land
As flames leaped to lick the sky, flickering over the damned
A single body laid untouched, high above the carnaged face
Peering out over the pending extinction of the human race
He sat upon the barren waste, that once he called his home
A desolate place suiting the devil’s taste, with only rubble and stone
An army vet of thirteen years, with no rivals left to hunt
Nuclear threat was no more, because everything was used up
He stared across the battlefield, where corpses fried in midday heat
The stench was almost too much to bear, rotting life and singed meat
Looked as far as his eyes could see, but saw nothing to regret
His M-16 lay at his feet, lost without an enemy target
Slowly rising to his feet, he glanced in four directions
Dropped his conscience and his will, walked away and left them
Not knowing what he should do next, he wondered towards tomorrow
He held his bleeding heart in his hand, covered in blood and sorrow
Searching for any signs of life, or comfort from what was past
Searching for any future that he might salvage and unmask
He stumbled through ghost towns that weren’t there the day before
So new that even the risen ghosts, were left confused and bored
Eerie silence followed him, encasing his empty shell
Squinted eyes could barely see, through this hazy hell
Dust and soot masked the air, and left the sun deeply hidden
Apocalypse had finally come, what God started Man had finished
He cried and yelled up towards the heavens, why did he survive?
Billions of people disintegrated, yet he was left alive
He tried to feel some remorse, but found he didn’t care
Fate and happened, that was that, it was only fair
But something stirred inside his mind, remainders of his soul
And new light shined upon his eyes, revealing this wasted hole
He wished he died and that was that, for now he was truly lost
He had survived this persistent war, but was it worth the cost?