Gearing up and getting ready for war,
Packing supplies and ammunition, heading out the door.
Having to travel miles to reach the destination,
Going through valleys and trenches, losing out on hydration.

This war synonymous life that we face,
Many of whom struggle to find their place.
Making it out of the battlefield is a constant thought,
Alive and safe without being shot.
But during this inevitable journey that may try to kill,
We’re bound to get cut, slashed, and brought to a standstill.

That moment will surely come when we rejoice,
Having made it to the other...