I hate this
hideous creature
that I have become,
but it is not who I am,
but what I have been
made into.
God does still love me,
for he knows,
I did not ask for such things
and
did not deserve such pain.
He has given me
the gift of life,
these other things
came not from he.
Love the heart
of the good man,
though you hate
what the soldier
must do,
reluctantly place
into the middle of
this battle ground.
