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Feb 2017
As I look to my sides
I see my brothers
Ready to give up their lives
Ready to stare death in the eyes
Ready to take out whoever stands in their way
In the darkest night , in the brightest day
Through the storm and the wind they march
Their enemies beware for they are the brave sons
Brave husbands and brave brothers
They fight for freedom they fight for their loved ones
They fight for peace shredding blood
They fight for peace destroying towns
Yet they fight
For mankind is filled with greed
You may think of them as savages
Ruthless , callous and cold hearted
But , for a war can only be stopped by war
My brothers are my family
Our camaraderie keeps us afoot
It is what separates us from our adversaries
It is what keeps us going in the face of demise
Up on the distant hills
There is a child with open arms
His face lit up with a wide grin
As if some long lost friend has finally come
The townsfolk slowly emerging out of their hiding
There is silence in the air and a warm breeze
And I bring the message “ war is over"
Mahin Das
Written by
Mahin Das  Kolkata , India
(Kolkata , India)   
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