The Soldier

By Neil Wetsch, 30 May 2003   They call me a soldier. I fought in our war. I am really a boy. Just turned eighteen. We trained to kill and be real mean. Some call me a warrior. I fought in our war. But when the bullets fly. I am, afraid to die. Some call …

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A Soldier

Written in a Japanese POW camp in Mongolia at great peril to his life by a Bataan Death March survivor.   A soldier is a nobody, we hear lots of people say. He is the outcast of the world and always in the way. We admit there are bad ones from the Army to the …

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