A smartly turned out young man in military uniform
When reached the gate saluted by all in proper form
He smiled and returned the salute with army, s norm
He passed by carrying in his hand a stick like storm
When he crossed the gate he went straight to his duty
On the way he remembered his grandfather suddenly
Then a past event cropped up and flashed his memory
When he accompanied his grandpa to just go and see
Then a sentry turned them down without entry pass
And told the old man that his relative told not to cross
The gate being sacred was disallowed by so called boss
The old man kept silent and looked to the sky with loss
Fruit of the prayer was rewarded in wonderful reward
God accepted the old man's prayer like an excellent Lord
Made the grandson of the man an officer as His little ward
When prayers are accepted become eternally time barred
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
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