He Is Your Brother
A Science Fiction Free Verse
Wendy Van Camp
I do not wear chains, but I am a slave
Born in factory, fathered by science
trained to be a fighter in human wars
I am declared the ultimate soldier
My Sergeant says look right then to the left
Each face is an exact copy of my own
We are the same height, same build, the same soul?
Treat him well for he is your brother
As my brothers die around me
I wonder if this is all there is
I do my duty fighting in another war
We move in formation under the hot sun
Do I stand with my brothers and fight
Or do I fight alone for our freedom?
