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A Soldier
A Soldier
1 min
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The Motherland
O my Motherland, trust me, You are guarded.
With heavy gunfire
Brewing between nations, You are still at peace.
Your son is fighting endlessly
He is drenched, tired, and emotionless but still on his haunches.
2.30 am it is
So late at night, His family slept.
But he is still guarding.
An unshakable belief
Muthu carries every time he fires that 42 barrel machine gun.
Death in all its forms
Untouched by fear, he is fighting like he has chests of steal.
The enemy touches the camp
It's time for Muthu to be valiant.
Soon the whiskers drop
Muthu, taken over by Pastu carries on the fight.
