Soldier

I am sitting here

i wish it could be no where

what is the fate of this land?

for some reason it has got red sand

it’s not a day, for sure

as my eyes can see no more

it can not be night

as there is some light

that turns into dust

and every time leaves me numb

i was prepared to face this

but not able to take it

never thought i will be living

with so much around me killing

i think this isn't fair

how can they even dare

to declare them as a winner

by counting the number

of all who are dead

and taking a step ahead

you can't call it a victory

i have seen what we have been loosing

what is a battle field

a place where you forget to feel

then why it is not happening to me

this is not the world meant for

i don't know why i am killing any more

they say its to serve my Nation

tell me, aren't they got the same reason?

This poem was written after watching 'Black Hawk Down'