Our Heroes Past Poem by Raimi Babatunde

As i pen this
My tear glands are filled
Like a beaten child
Cautioned with the rod
But forbidden to cry

Day in day out
Our soldiers risk their lives
Fighting a just cause
That you and i may live
And live as free born.

They chose the part of honour
Serving their fatherland
Serving with hopes
United by a common cause
That we may be secured

These Soldiers have parents
They left the cossyness of their wife
The joys their children exhibit
While we wear designers
They are sentenced to their camouflage

I did not serve but Grandpa served
I did not serve but Daddy served
I did not serve but Uncle served
As they tell stories by moonlight
Tears flowed freely

Distance can be a barrier
But not in the spiritual
As they push insurgents out
Push them also in prayers
A prayer laden with expectations

Yes! God answers prayers
Yes, He answers prayers
In your times of solitude
By whatever power you conceive greater
Remember our Soldiers in prayers

Have you ever been in a near death situation?
With death flying around like bullets
These bullets are music to Soldiers
But they signed up
That you and i may live

To our fallen heroes
Your labours are not in vain
You are the reason we celebrate
Carved in our hearts
Are your plaques of honour and excellence
Till we meet to part no more