Bullets flying, bombs exploding.

Looking beside me but you're gone.

The instance between death and Life,

Is just but seconds.

A true definition of Brotherhood.

Closer than my mother,

Closer than any family imagined.

The cries on the Battlefield,

Blood shed and mixed,

Through Bullet wounds, cuts and bruises.

Flowing down my arms;

Had forged a fellowship.

Thicker than Blood and DNA.

To my brothers in arms,

The ones i loved and had lost,

Ones wounded in Gun battles.

This is my cry for you all,

A cry of love and Bravery.

And not of despair.

Is Death so powerful beyond the Grave?

where is thy sting?

If only it is Negotiable.

I would have traded my life.

For the lives of brothers lost.

A spec of Dust,

Just a twinkle of an eye.

So is the life of a Brave Soldier.

On the war fronts,

Fighting the wars of Humanity.

Both Just and unjust wars.

Obeying the last Orders.

So is the life of an Army.

To my brothers and sisters on the war fronts,

Here is my Cry;

The Teardrops of a Soldier!

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