But poor patriotic soldier, at home his father lying sick; <br />His little brother and sister were reliant upon him for studies, <br />But one misty dawn he was dismissed from his job, <br />For eliminating some dreaded terrorists. <br /> <br />This darkened his peace and pleasure, <br />The brave soldier was almost mad, <br />Told his father's last remains, shouldered to crematorium; <br />Alas! Failed to see the last glimpses of his father, dear. <br /> <br />Disturbed and distracted he became, <br />Roamed through the barracks, crying: <br />Terrible nation: mad, conceited and ridiculous; <br />Suddenly I was liquidated for serving nation. <br /> <br />Life never offers same chance twice, <br />Here soldiers and traitors be the same, <br />Sun of my life is going down behind the wood, <br />Happy to wish, must be good for my dear land. <br /> <br />Tomorrow my immortal soul will again rise, <br />No hideous traitor fright my mind and eyes; <br />Sleep rests me warmly, till I wake in a new dawn, <br />And hear the victory trumpet in the lawn.<br /><br />Dr. Yogesh Sharma<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-patriotic-soldier/
