Will I return safe, is what I wonder
Have you ever had this thought?
Is feeling safe a blunder?
Isn't this why there were battle grounds
So the war won't come home
Village was a place to take rounds
The pain and suffering was some
Accident of birth! I am lucky
Food, shelter, clothes and more
My life may not be rich and funky
But my everyday is not gore
I haven't earned this freedom
But my forefathers sacrifice did
I think of it only seldom
It's free and is taken for granted
Not everyone has my fate
As guns and bombs continuously talk
Death visits them at their gate
Limbs torn, shredded, unable to walk
Staying afraid of fellow humans
Is the worst bane on human kind
What just opinions has brought on us
Pity! What we have done to our own mind
BhaShe
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