Here i end my battle. And begin another one.

Remember my battle?
Yeah.

It is good that i am on my knees. At the battlefield. Right where the enemy lies vanquished.

The soldier often dares to think that he has been betrayed by the Commanding Officer.
The soldier often dares to think that the Commanding Officer likes to pull cruel jokes at his men's expense.
The soldier thus continues to make living difficult for himself,in the face of victory.
Victory which, well, unconveniently proves that the C.O cared a lot.

And strange at that, when the soldier looks back at the battle, it now seemed that the C.O cared more for what the soldier went through than for where the battle was headed.

The C.O would rather lose the battle but gain the soldier's furnace.
But as the soldier stands victorious, battle-scarred, on his knees,
Hugging what brother is alive and next to him.

Deliverance.
At the right time, the sun rose.
At the right time, the C.O arrived.
At the right time,the soldier was salvaged.

At the right time, the soldier got the chance to thank the C.O.

The Picture below is called - " Lest We Forget. "
Lest i forget His deliverance.