My Little Toy Soilder
This poem is dedicated to my eldest brother Col.Parag:
Just a little toy soldier,
forced to fight,
told to kill,
cold at nights.
You eat so little,
you've been on a run.
You have a family that loves you waiting at home
Though, you continue to fight,
You're there for your country.
You're so strong you've been through so much
surrounded by the bodies of whom you may love.
You might not agree with why you are there
you still fight, though it's not fair
With confidence you hold your head high,
for your a proud soldier with so much pride!
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