Letter to a Childhood Soldier

Dear Soldier,

Your clay has been molding

from foreboding memories, 

your path is unfolding 

before the eyes of your enemies, 

beware the façade. 

Wear what you've taught.

Take all the shots.

Put on your Brave 

and don't be afraid 

to share what you've thought-

How's that gun fit?

Should be just right

because ever since it took the place 

of that gray teddy bear with the missing eye,

you've been holding it tight

and you can't deny that look on your face,

I know you're tired.

I know your feet hurt from marching

I know your heart hurts regarding love from the past,

but I implore you, 

love past that.

Take that mask that you found with your shield

and wield it with caution.
So strap on your boots and shoot until the war is over.

Remember that gray teddy bear with the missing eye

and value your life.

Childhood Soldier.