Borders he crossed
Bleeding,flesh of his body
dropping off in pieces,almost
Limping he screamed inside his head
Soldier,Proudly,thumped away
Watched
around as hands
slumped dead And eyes bulged out
for vultures
pointless thoughhe went ahead
thinking when his home will
dance
out from his dreamsInto his reach
Sands of time
Caked with red Chances taken
Death embraced,yet a day
New again!
he opened eyes
To dreams of victory
Soldiers,huddled slept
in peace
hit they were ,a “Bomb” and crushed
bits of lives scattered likes fields of flowers
poppy red”
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