Warfare

Walk on Blind Soldier,
Shoulder your crutch and carry on.
The days grow weary
Chasing your steps as another night grows long.
On, on, exhaustion.
These eyes are tired
Having seen too much.
These arms are shaking
Having held for more than their share.
On to your mother
On to your father
Walk on blind soldier
The fight is won.
Walk on blind soldier
Go home.