The service to humanity,
To prevent social cruelty,
Fighting militants,
with great valour.
To restore peace,
and unite the human family,
The unending battles,
and the death of the Braves.
Fighting in a land,
Far from home,
Not for wages,
But to show courage.
Explosives,tankers and munition,
Weapons of mass destruction,
Battlefield full of smoke and burns,
with scattered corpses.
Thinking of my young son,
While marching in unison,
Promised him a gift after the war,
Might be a coffin covered with a flag.
He will be in tears,
and extol his father forever,
'Cry not son,'
For no brave man ever lived longer.
©cptkahil
C