On Soldiers

·         The soldiers left their memoir in blood.

Many a man tried to re-write their glory.

Failed attempts made then all rethink, for

Only blood can match blood - not ink!

(15 January 2007)

·         The battlefield wasn’t too kind to him-

Still his hopeful wife awaits his return!

Her son’s also a soldier, but she’s grim, because

Old wounds and pain can never be unlearned!

(15 January 2007)

·         The spot where the soldier died wasn’t

Officially turned into a memorial.

Roses grace that spot today - like a gentle shroud,

Probably, motherland’s way of saying –

‘Child, You’ve done me proud!’

(15 January 2007)

·         Though your hands tremble

And your feet are tired

You’ll get strength that you need

From all of our prayer’s.