Tuesday 21 August 2018

Fence of Border

Smell of farms, sounds of piglets feel me,
Just a bar, but their obsession chained me,
Pint of sweat, ounce of blood made me,
Oh! Man-at-arm you were there to fix me..

I felt jimmy's eyes loitering around me,
I peeped through thorns skulking upon me,
The stains of your blood were dilated on me,
Oh! My warrior your fury was there to secure me..

I wished berries to grow, swings to stroll by me,
I craved for meadows, cowboys to lean on me,
But only I got, was casualties swinging around me..
Oh! Soldier you were there to serve me.

                                                   

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