Sunday, February 10, 2008

Soldiers go home (from my book)

Walking home in their dreams and waking up to gun shots,
Merry songs on their lips, marching in the afternoon,
Silent thoughts creeping into their minds at dusk,
Falling asleep with the thoughts of going home in the dark...
Soldiers far away, soldiers of our lands...
Masked in smiles, their hearts longing to see their loves...
Uniformed to the hilt, guns in their hands, walking men,
Facing bullets off the mark for all of us, dying men...
Hidden behind letters, their silent faces call,
"Soldiers, go home" "Go home to your love"...

-Anubhav

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