Poem by Wamiq ‘Ali Abdus Sabur

DO SOLDIERS REALLY PASS ON, OR ARE THEY EVERLASTING?

I guess one might say there are many who fell, yet there are many survivors still in the pursuit of happiness.

Loneliness has kept his ragged head at the front door of all our lives, those who continue try to evade this feeling and become anew.

There are those who we miss, those who we are welcomed to meet, and those who by chance in this lifetime we are able to greet.

All that is needed is understanding, that as the World evolves, so do we, as individuals, as families, friends, lovers and companions.

The difference is a cancer that riddles the mind, body and soul, yet for now some of us have it under control.

We look no different than any of you, nor are our complexions faded, cracked, misguided, or uncared for in this lifetime.

And this day, as we give remembrance to so many that are not with us, we also celebrate their cherished lives for the road that they laid before us.

Life is short and precious, not only for the normal, yet for those who suffer from day-to-day with untold feelings that change their lives.

So on this day, can we celebrate the blessing of life, for truthfully we are all born to die—just when that time arrives, only the Most High knows.

Twenty-five years and the fight for life continues, the dark shroud that envelopes so many lives, young and old, still fighting to survive.

How do I know, you ask. I have seen Soldiers come and go. I too am a Soldier—fifteen years standing, and still fighting for all.

For if Soldiers do pass on, they are truly everlasting, because their spirit flows through us always, never forgotten, never lost, eternal to the soul.

Wamiq ‘Ali Abdus Sabur