My Wards For so many ears I nurtured you with sweat and blood I provided you with best food ,livelihood and education I never demanded anything but rocked every flood So you have to respect me my valour and my passion In this state I passed I my life being a traveller alone Alongwith me your mother have sacrificed all desires I painted this wonderful picture with my blood as crayon I kept me passion burning with very many fires Now I gone old and my body has lost vigor but still I am working hard to be in service to my sweet blood But now at times When I am ill I think you want to **** Me and you are ready to send me back to the mud Colonel Muhammad Khalid Khan Copyright March 2021 Love Remains