Sergeants

When I was young
So long ago
And dreamed of
Deeds heroic bold
A warrior great
I was to be
A name renowned
Through History.
Heroes of the
Ancient World
Whose names we
Know so clear
Would gather nigh
On Olympus high
To bid me
Welcome there.
Was meant of course
To be my lot
A lowly sergeant, I
Yet, without these
Men with strip'ed arms
What Armies would
There be.
What would great men
Of conquest do without
The likes of me.
We are the ones
Who hold men true
And lead them
To the fray
We hardened men
Of roughened mien
Have often
Saved the day.
For we stood
Firm and rallied
Those who turned
To run away
No Colours taken
But o'er our blood
Nor Eagle fall disgraced.
And when the enemy
Broke with fear
Was we who
Led the chase.
A lowly sergeant
I have been
Through all these
Many years
And when I'm
Called before the Gods
I'll do so without fear.
And I'll look at
All the Heroes and
Smile with a touch
Of glee
For without us
Lowly Sergeants
Not one would
Be standing here.
And of all these
Conquering Heroes
Gathered on that day
There isn't one
Whose really fit
To draw a Sergeants pay.

A like this poem that depicts the honors and valors of a soldiers life,he be a lowly sergeant or of any ranks for that matter.

Thanks Camac

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