A tribute to the Indian Jawan.

OUR TODAY FOR YOUR TOMORROW

Every day without fail,
we read in the papers;
The news that makes a family go pale,
‘Jawans shot dead by ultras’.

We, with rocks in place of hearts,
do calmly turn the page over;
Not a sob escapes our lips,
as we go about our daily chore.

With no time for a moment of silence,
as a mark of respect for our guardian angels;
Not a thought about the pain intense,
of the orphaned wives and kids.

They belong to the unfortunate ilk,
trained to protect the country from enemies;
Ending up with the unsavoury task,
of having to fight their own buddies.

Men with bravery and partriotism in their heart,
preferring to die than live as cowards;
Unlucky to be controlled by politicians corrupt,
and made pawns for their selfish needs.

Guarding the country in the North East,
from the cunning and greedy chinks;
And the mountainous North West,
from our troublesome erstwhile siblings.

Never the guys to say No,
even on the killing fields of Siachen;
Do we know what we owe,
to each and every Indian jawan ?

Those of us lucky to have seen the holy place,
known better as the Kohima War Memorial;
And after having read the inscribed message,
do leave with misty eyes, the ground of burial.

Is written there for us heartless,
“When you go back to your loved ones,
Tell them that we gave our Today,
For the sake of their tomorrow”.

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