Soldier

The Soldier stood and faced his God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.
"Step forward now, you Soldier, How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"

The soldier replied with his eyes filled with pride,

I have been truthful
Not to the church
But to my heart!

I gave my life
And i gave my best
I always did it with a happy smile

I loved to live the life Hi - Fi
but when it comes for my nation, my heart,
I'm not a coward ; I'm ready to die,
To protect my nation from simple thwarts !!

I kiss my gun and i kiss my memories
I don't fear that i will miss my shot
Cause i am always open with a brave heart
My heart won't crumble and my hands won't tremble
Cause that makes me a soldier
A soldier with a brave heart.
Risking my life is what i do,
Fear is that which my heart, never knows
And hope is that which i never lose

The Soldier squared his shoulders and said,
"No, my Lord, I ain't.
Because those of us who carry guns,Can't always be a saint.
I've had to work most Sundays,
And at times my talk was tough.
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.

Wounded, battered, hurt and bleeding,
Still not a hope to loose nor a fear to gain ;
Taking out every terrorist's head - bullets feeding..
Struggling for the nation - close to death - yet it doesn't pain!

Now tell me god!
Does it matter being truthful to church?
is that odd?
As am always truthful to my heart and my country

you still test me with questions,but i know why?
To bring out the truth through my words
To bring out the truth to the real world....

Contributors - Sushil, Adithi Nandhu, Dinesh.