They stood in desperation
They remembered, the efforts they made
They remembered the sleepless nights
That they had severe trainings
That only there muscles has the story to tell
The morning jogs, They had
Could winters wasn't friendly to their chest
Tears rolled their chicks
With hopes of suppression
Here they are
Desperate in their looks
Restless in their smiles
Weak in their jogs
And lazy to wake from their rags
They have lost the war
The war they prepared for
The war that made them bleed
The war that made them boast
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