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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