Life Of A Soldier

The one who gets a bullet on his chest

But we don’t treat him better than the rest

We sleep but he is awake

And does not even get time to spend at the lake

They give everyone respect

But does not get a single days rest

They go for wars to protect us

But we are not ready to give up our seat to a solider in a bus

To his children, he is a treat

But we don’t give them a fan to reduce the heat

For their families, they are once in a blue moon

I don’t understand, is this job a bane or a boon?

They all try to blend in but they are born to stand out

With a lot of pride because in their life they can never hide.

They are mothers-fathers, sisters-brothers, and daughter-sons

With boots in their feet and hands holding guns. 

In our lives, we are just too busy to do something for them

But we don’t realize that they are the brightest gems.