for what?

Death will come to all of us. Especially soldiers. It will come inevitabily as the sun. It is only to be feared if you fear what is in the other side of it, if you see darkness in your soul rather than light. In a way, I suppose soldiers are gods.

You give your live away so others will live in peace, even if is only fleeting. The ones who live carries parts of you with them, your deeds becomes seeds for them. The sacrifice carries forward.
And in your final moments of a soldier you know they will have to answer the same question you did: with your life will you only create death, or with your death will you create life?

That is my question to you, how you’ll die? And for what?

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