Rotu Poem by harizal legend

Remembering that day,
Everyone hardly decide;
Serve to this nation,
Ever doubt my thought;
Ready to surpass myself,
Verifying the last word;
Ending it, journey of destiny.

Offering me the wanted,
Forcing me the way I wanted;
Finding me the path of sacred,
I’m walking finally the way I wanted;
Crying although the unwanted,
Everything seem like started;
Reeve up to the highest.

Then I meet a new world,
Running and hard but joy;
And strangers but brothers,
In fear and heartless;
No it’s brave and confidence,
I see how it goes;
Neither you nor them,
Good or bad in yourself.

Unite the heart of soldier,
Never let go of this fight;
Indeed as a team,
Till the end will we win.

07 0428/0501