'The Next Step of A Soldier'.

The ground squeezes the fog of war
The fire still burning, tearing pumps which is flat
Her steps are disillusioned
She just wants to go home
Meet herself.
The lights are frosted
Bodies to the ground, expressionless victims
And it only directs his steps toward home.
The sand soiling his boots
Where those damn shot
His face does not hide the scars
Those wretched men caused
Her clothing has tears, blood and death threats
Therefore, his steps are slow
And his eyes are empty


She does not miss, no pain, no joy.
She does not.
She just walks over to his house
Among the dead bodies of warriors tortured
Among his brothers, cousins​​, friends
All the ground
They destroyed

The only thing is its umbilical
That reminds her of a sense ...
Vague, can not discern what is
It once had within him
That reminds you of someone
She did not even remember who it is
She thinks only of returning home.

And your steps are stumbling
She has a long way to your destination
Your chest hurts - there is a bullet inside
It hurts with every step she gives
It runs through your whole body
But she did not feel anything.

And of frightened eyes and arms dropped from the filth
And the filth than their peers did to fight for their selfish interests
She ran out of internal war
And just want to go home
It does not matter who died - until her mind was sacrificed
They did not even know why they were fighting
And died not knowing
It only remains to return home
She'll go home
Without the mind, heart
But know that your sleep will be deep
Before falling to the next step.