By Land, By Sea Or By Air… Asokan Erulandi
One Goes.....
To Join.....
Military Services....
Gets....
Selected.....
Amongst Thousands.....
Runs.....
Through Training...
Gets Attested To Serve...
The Mother Land
To Serve
"By Land By Sea Or By Air"
Glacier Snow.....
Questions Him....
He Finds Answers With Grit....
Desert Sun....
Scorches Him Out....
He Smiles At The Border....
Forest Humidity....
Sweats Him.....
He Forgets To Fan Himself....
His Eyes.....
Fixed On.....
Enemy Movements....
A Bullet.....
Scratching....
His Helmet....
Assures His Target.....
Without Blinking....
His Trigger.....
Goes For Second Press...
Sure He Feels....
For The Blood And His Family....
Unknown Beyond The Border.....
Killing An Unknown....
Makes Him.....
Sleepless On Many Nights....
Sometimes.....
Shoulders.....
A Casket For The Fallen....
Comes Back....
On Leave Annually....
After Retirement....
Looks For A Job....
Outside World....
Easily Outsmarts Him....
He Walks With A Smile...
And Says With Pride,
"I Was Fortunate....
To Serve.....
My Mother Land"
Only A Few Sons....
Are Gifted
And I Was One
"Thank You Bharat Mata......
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(C)@Hon.Author
AsokanErulandi....The EA
18 June 2022

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