Their name is the soldiers
Having friends next to their shoulders
Marching like big boulders
They strike enemies boundary holders.
Far from home, far from family
They live remembering just the memory
Fighting not for the sake of money
They live in the company of harmony.
Wearing the heavy armours
Their life is of few colors
Marking their life with bold markers
They are the unsung heroes.
Dedicated to all the soldiers…