SALUTE THE SOLDIERS

When at war, in the comforts of our bed we lay

They were at the border,fighting night and day.
At peace, we discuss and debate with intellect
They are still there, our country they protect.

While we crib about how tough our life is
Their life is a treacherous symphony.
When we complain of crowd and traffic
They in their lonely barrack yearn for company.

In this age of too much communication
They wait for news from home.
When we do Skype calls and video chats
They wish for phone signal in their room.

When we complain of the difficult weather
Of heat or humidity or rain.
They only wish to see another sunrise
In the most dangerous terrain.

When we protest against their brutality
Of having fired in self defence
They are laying their buddy in a casket
Sending him home in a situation tense.

When we debate if it is Democratic
To be told to hoist the National flag
They make the ultimate sacrifice for nation
And go home in the body bag.

They are so much like you and me,
a common man with dreams big and small.
Yet when it comes to courage and valour
They win hands down and outshine us all.

Even though they are like us all
There is something that sets them apart
For we talk of love for our nation
They walk the talk, by taking bullet in the heart.

Whatever we may say or do for them
We can never repay their debt
Let's salute our soldiers every time we see
This homage to pay, never forget.