Remain a soldier

I am the ballot in your box
The bullet in your gun
The inner glow that lets you know
To call your brother son
The story that just begun
The promise of what's to come
And I'm 'a remain a soldier till the war is won

Quick art done while waiting for a commissioner to get back to me about an eye colour, because this gallery just doesn't have enough Carl.

You can't never have enough Carl...or gun poses.