The morning energy of the soldiers is palpable
Like performers about to take the stage.
Some jitters, some posturing.
Idle chatter and the sounds of busyness
Arms and legs are being bound and reinforced
Waiting for the signal.
Waiting to be told that it is time to give all.
How purposefully they move about!
As if they are responsible for their own destiny.
As if their choices were their own to make.
As if someone else does not decide when it is
Time for them to die.