War Ground -IV

Look not for garlands,

Name on golden plates

Nor a little hug

In your dreams of 

falsified empire!

To leave ungratefully

Like Other undeserved 

That getting without shame,

Don't be an occupant

For others agony;

See not wrong in your adversary,

They are performing the same -

You're longing for, 

You owe a lot that

Left to cherish,

The prize for the posterity.

Let not the colour of 

Your blood fade away ,

Find it flowing everywhere..

To be the saviour,

What to choose 

Word or Sword !!

If not, go... go... 

Where goes God !