People of nation send him to guard crown,
Where there were red rivers and mountains brown,
Ironically,the place was referred heaven,
Where there is treachery for decades seven.
When he was on duty,he heard round of bullets,
He thought which peace keeper is offering these to their fullest,
Saw that in the war of peace,his dead fellowmen were lying,
And to the other side,the dove of peace was flying.
When he returned the favour,a debate started,
They said treachers freedom was halted,
Then they talked about the virtues of human rights,
Alas! There was no one talking about fellow soldiers' life's fight.
Ultimately a bullet finds his body,
And the vision before his eyes became cloudy,
He was standing between followers of peace and his countrys people,
Both of them failed to understand his lives reason.
When he fell,he noticed something amazing,
Peace lovers were happy and so called intellectuals were abusing,
Abused for defending his country's crown from treachers,
Alas! his last breath left his holy body,
And his sacrifice was respected by everybody,
I think that last breath of soldiers life ,
Will turn into storm to defend our nations crown.
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