Rise!

Rise to the top!

And where,

may I ask, Sir,

is the top?

For you?

Why, there,

on the ground.

And why,

may I ask, Sir,

is that the top?

For you?

Why, because

that's as high as you'll ever go.

And why,

may I ask, Sir,

is that?

For you?

Why, because

that's as far as some people ever get in life.

And what,

may I ask, Sir,

is the reason for that?

For you?

Why, there

are some opportunities you just can't get.

And why,

may I ask, Sir,

can I not get those opportunities?

For you?

Why, because

you'll soon be there, on the ground.

And why,

may I ask, Sir,

just why is that the case?

For you?

Why, because

that's as far as soldiers like you ever get in this war.

This is probably my favourite poem out of the many I've written lately. I hope it left you with feels, or something of the sort.