His Honor is His Shield (A Villanelle)
The soldier on the battle field
saw shrapnel tear his arm apart.
He won’t retreat, he will not yield.
The army life to him appealed.
He had the pride, he had the heart.
The soldier on the battle field.
The painful wounds he did not feel.
From buddies he would never part.
He won’t retreat, he will not yield.
He’ll give no quarter, make no deal
but war this brave man did not start
The soldier on the battle field.
What message does he now impart
He won’t retreat, he will not yield.
The soldier’s honor is his shield.
By death alone will he depart
The soldier on the battle field-
He won’t retreat, he will not yield