Wounded and alone I sit here

A lone warrior on a death ridden battle field

Clinging onto what hope I have of a normal life

For I only know pain and suffering

I follow others only because it serves my needs

I am no longer human but also not a monster just something in between

I wish to leave this life behind but would I do out there

Now yelling at the dead strewn around me but no answer came.

Then as if I died my Valkyrie floats down in a pillar of light

Soon Im floating up inside the light as I pass out

I awake in a white room my body aches all over

My Valkyrie walks in “Am I dead?” I ask

I get a beautiful smile and a nod no as she checks my wounds

That’s when it comes to me I should no longer kill but instead heal

These big strong hands could easily pick up the healing arts.

Now years have passed and I have the life I always wanted

Yet again I find myself on a battlefield facing a old friend

This time though death is my enemy not my friend

His weapons are biological and germ based far worse then any gun or bomb.