Beneath the sun, beneath the sky,
A soldier stands, with heart held high.
With armor worn, and eyes so deep,
He guards the lands, and dares not sleep.

Through silent nights and battles loud,
He marches on, away from crowd.
A call to duty, never swayed,
A life of service, firmly laid.

He faces storms, both fierce and wild,
Yet in his heart, there’s still a child.
A hope that peace may soon arrive,
To let his weary soul revive.

But till that day, his path is clear,
To shield his land, and fight the fear.
With every step, with every breath,
He stands against the specter of death.

For he is more than just a name,
A soldier’s heart, an endless flame.
Not just in war, but in the peace,
A guardian’s love will never cease.