Ode To The Valiant Souls

Every time a martyr falls,

every tear his family doles, 

rips through a hundred souls.

Rest in ashes or in tombs, 

will rise again in a thousand wombs.

Think this well my countrymen,

knows not the nation, a martyr born,

but martyrs make the nation known.

So be it cold or rain or frost,

lest we forget them we lost.......

-A tribute to the martyrs of our armed forces and their bereaved families.