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The universal soldier

May 31, 2016

Michael Stephen Daigle

You put me on this hill at 19 with a weapon and said defend you.

And I did.

You put me in a jet plane at 25 armed with rockets that kill from miles away.

And I used them.

At 27 from a bomber miles high and I dropped the weapons; from a console buried underground watching a screen and a grey explosion as my drone attacked.

Do you feel safe?

Felt the blood spurt from my leg, fell now unbalanced as the mine beneath me ripped the earth and left me in pieces.

What do you say to my lover now?

How much more do you want from me after I have given you my time, my expertise and my life?


The parades continue, bands loud and brassy march on.

Don’t praise me for my service or my courage that I had no choice to display, or die…

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