We are not ashamed of our
soldiers,
The legends, our men who stood at
the war front,
We are not afraid to say they
failed,
But we are proud to say they fell,
but again stood once more.
Our sweat, their sweat were not
oozed out in vain,
The blood that blurred the beauty
of the battlefield,
Was not a mention of sorrow but a
sign of legacy,
We salute those who lost their
lives in the struggle.
It was not a wrestle against
cattle rustlers, not even ethnicity,
Nor was it a battle that only
soldiers end up in the battlefield,
It was a battle that each and every
one of us must face,
To fight against ignorance,
stupidity, childishness and other vices
The journey that began with a
step is winding into the horizon,
The edge where the clouds in the
sky touch the earth,
Where the silence is so loud, may
our legends’ souls rest in peace,
And for the rest of us, success
is like watching the sunset brighten…
#joker
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