This is a tribute to Coal, a character of  IsleTheWolf and  Maririn and of their fantastic Doujinshi "Brothers In Arms".

The awesome poetry is written by  Kodiak079

Coal belongs to  IsleTheWolf and  Maririn

This is my night.
All apparent calm.
Like dust in the wind, I find myself.
My words torn from the bitter cold these days.
My eyes are tired of all these horrors.
My tongue is tightened, it lacks words to express what I have to do every day.
Kill.
To go and kill.
Just this.
We are animals for slaughter that go against certain death, obeying orders.
Orders given by whom? Higher? Well as their puppets in the hands of who knows who.
I do not know what we're trying to get from this war.
Death.
Death every day, death everywhere, death always and everywhere.
Death and suffering.
And that's why we've been trained?
Cursed.
After all who are we to stop this? Nobody.
It is not the place for me, I'm a marksman, but this is no place for me.
I feel it.
It is not the place for me.
I do not want medals and merits, I would not know what to do with them.
Freedom.
Only freedom.
I know that one day all this will end, and I go home.
One day.
One day it will happen.
For now I merely observe another night.
Another evening that is falling.
Another night.
Another day.
More suffering.
Shooting a sigh of relief as I watch the sunset.
I opened a door to another world.
Even for a few moments ...
This is my night.