The Soldier’s Soul
St. Mary's Canossian College, Wong, Ka Yin Kylie - 16
The thundering of the drums,
the shouting of the invaders,
fade out with his weakening breath.
The blood he shed on the ground
marks the end of his life.
The scorching incalescent of the furnace,
the sweats of the craftsmen
mixed with the earthy soil,
entrap his soul
in the Tartarus pit
The absolute silence,
the eternal darkness
eat his soul away
in return for a timeless job
of guiding a soul’s glory and fame.
The heart-warming sunlight,
the sonance of children inhaling in awe,
brings him back to centuries ago
to his children he played shuttlecock with,
to the smile of his lover he mesmerized in.
The cold crystal clear glass box,
the flashlight of the time trapper,
make his breakthrough
To the promised home
To the eternal peace impossible.
