I Salute And Bow

M Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
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Soldiers travel far from native land In search of peace and new find Know nothing about secret mission But go for peaceful ambition No nation thrusts arbitrary imposition Yet that becomes compulsion To send men in uniform to far land And receive their bodies as dead What can we call about their sacrifice? Does the nation want few promises? For future generation and safe stay At home for all those who expect it anyway Soldiers never question about others loyalty It is as good as submission to almighty Land is holier than any other object They have nothing in mind to react “King does no wrong” same old song That rings mind even if some thing goes wrong Soldiers are there to stand by commitment Even thought there may be heavy resentment I salute and bow to their devotion Whole of the nation stands with them as resolution They are declared as martyrs and looked after The nation is committed for their welfare offer

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