Two Soldiers
Reflections of Solitude: A Soldier's Search for Home and Peace
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I had first realized the shape I was in
I became aware of my condition
After six years in uniform, in the standing din
After six years in the military, amid loud surroundings
I signed in at eighteen for a college degree
I enlisted at eighteen for a college education
Recruiting out of high school into opportunity
Enlisted from high school for opportunities
I'd always equated my love for my land
I always associated my love for my country
With the loyalty of the army but now I understand
With army loyalty, but now I comprehend
I'm from a small town, I knew quiet streets
I come from a small town with serene streets
There was a market where people often meet
A market where people frequently gather
I built my home there, me and my family
I established my home there with my family
These are the loneliest days I've seen
These are the most isolated days I've experienced
My soldiers are marching according to rank
My fellow soldiers march in order of rank
They have occupied the borderlines outside the West Bank
They are stationed at the borders outside the West Bank
I'm relieving my attention on a bloody red machine
I divert my attention to a bloodied red machine
A conscientious citizen for the democratic regime
A conscientious citizen supporting the democratic regime
This kind of struggle's not one to go alone
This type of struggle is not one to face alone
So I'm joining the opposition but I'm never going home
So I'm joining the opposition, but I won't return home
I'm from a small town, no cause and no elites
I'm from a small town with no specific causes or elites
There was a market where people often meet
A market where people frequently gather
I remember loved ones but I don't remember peace
I remember loved ones but not peace
These are the loneliest days I've seen
These are the most isolated days I've experienced
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