Soldiers Are Born To Endless Night Poem by yogesh saxena

Soldiers Are Born To Endless Night



'You are the precious chosen few,
Let all the rest not be damned.
There's only room for one or two
'We can't have paradise locked.'
'Every spur and every second
Some to child in Misery are Born.
Every day Sun rise and Sun set,
You Judge are born to sweet delight,
But Soldiers are Born to Endless Night.'

Saturday, March 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: nights
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yogesh saxena

yogesh saxena

Lucknow U.P. INDIA
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