A Soldier’s Sacrifice

A Soldier’s Sacrifice

A Poem By, Donna M. Monnig 

He saw the grenade falling

through the smoke filled air.

They were trapped with no way out,

he could only stare.


For a moment time was frozen

as he watched death draw near,

And though a cold terror gripped him,

he truly felt no fear.


He knew what needed doing,

he knew he had to try,

Four of them were in the room

but only one would have to die.


To save his soldier brothers

it was a high price he paid,

Without a second thought

he leapt on top of the grenade.


His body became a human shield

protecting the others from the blast,

His eyes went glazed, unfocused, as

the soldier breathed his last.


His buddies watched in horror

as death claimed their friend,

All wondering if they’d of done the

same had it been one of them.


He left an unborn child, his

parents, and his beloved wife,

No greater love has man

than to lay down his life.

Picture used with king permission from Kathi. Click here to view her post.

“When good men die their goodness does not parish, but lives on though they are gone. As for the bad, all that was theirs dies and is buried with them.” –Euripides

I was inspired to write this poem after reading Act of Valor, and seeing as today is September 11 it seemed like a good time to post it. GOD BLESS everyone who died that day and since.  May the world one day know peace.

©Donna M. Monnig

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About Donna M. Monnig

Donna M. Monnig is a published poet, aspiring novelist, freelance writer, a member of the Society of Professional Journalists, and is a cowgirl at heart.
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10 Responses to A Soldier’s Sacrifice

  1. Great post .Wonderful thoughts;Regards.Jalal


  2. Kathi says:

    Your poem moved me to tears. I have one son in the army, and I’ve been particularly terrified when he’s deployed, because I know he’d be the one to give his life for others…even had a dream exactly like the event you commemorated when he was little and so never wanted him to join the military. On the other hand, we need brave, noble men protecting our country. I stand in awe of such courage. I am honored to have one of my pictures coupled with such a beautiful tribute. I love your faith and how the hope of scriptures shine out in your thinking. Bless you!


    • Thank you so much! And please thank your son for me too. You’re right, we do need noble and courageous people defending this nation, I appreciate everyone who serves. I’m glad your son is one of them, but I understand your worry. I’ll be sure to keep him in my prayers.
      God Bless,


      • Kathi says:

        Wow! Thank you. He’s in Hawaii doing a 2-year residency in dentistry, and so he can’t be deployed, although in one year from now, he’s definitely at risk again.


  3. PrayImagineCreate says:

    Love the poem! Is this a true story? it sounds like the story of 19-year-old Army Pfc. Ross McGinnis in Iraq. He jumped on a grenade to save his fellow soldiers, and got a Medal of Honor posthumously for it.


    • So glad you liked the poem! Thanks for letting me know.
      This poem is not actually based on a true story, it’s merely the product of my overactive imagination. I’m not familar with McGinnis’ story but I will certainly be looking it up, he sounds like a true hero. Thanks for sharing!
      God Bless,


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