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Brothers

Brothers

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Not you anymore,

It's the rain that I wait for,

To hide my tears when they fall,

Perhaps my brothers don't

Want to see me cry


To the corpse that came home.

Remember us, we stood tall,

Didn't fall back, it's a coward's call,

Fought hard as you expected,

Still guilt in our heart


That we died in a bus,

Not in war.

We started our ride on six wheels,

With smiles on our family's face,

Didn't know it'll set our soul free


But end our heart's race,

Change of expression is not our wish,

Smiles on our face, threat on our wives',

It's a never-ending journey now we begin,

Greet us, treat us


And don't let our sacrifice die.

My mom

You used to worry about my health so much,

Lookup and keep a check on me as a star,


My wife

You worried about unanswered letters,

Open the window and feel 

Me on your cheeks as wind,


My child

You wanted me to cheer as you play tennis,

Play hard as I'm all around watching you,


My people

You expected from me to make you feel safe,

I'm dead now but killed those who dared.

Though no mouth or teeth to show


But I'm happy inside,

As I died with best brothers beside,

It's time to wake up in another world,

I'll guard it as I did here,

Just remember we laid


Down our bodies for you,

Walk-on us and feel safe,

Live your life as you want to.


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