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Noted Nest

Was it Worth A Battle?

By Shreyansh Upadhyay


One mother was weeping,

who lost her son, young.

She turned into pieces,

when she saw his cremation.


Another mother was in tears,

looking at her kid's face.

She knew her martyred husband

can no more give them protection.


The old corporal,

who was two months from retirement,

fought gallantly

and died 'young' in action.


Of the fallen soldiers

one was a new lieutenant,

who was summoned early,

from his very first vacation.


Villages around the battlefield

we're dumb and deaf now

After witnessing the

din from this destruction.


Ministers sitting in the capital,

miles from the front,

who had never held a fun

suggested that war was the compulsion.


But the villages,

the land, the men, women and kids,

even the soldiers themselves knew

war was not even the option.


It was neither the land,

nor the people who caused the war.

But the war was only for

minister's power and position.


And neither for the ministers

nor for the salary did the soldiers fought.


It was the one flag,

and their countless devotion.


By Shreyansh Upadhyay

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