Repent
I was a young brave soldier
When we attacked enemy country
We destroyed the region of enemy
I felt proud in myself
Then we returned
People welcomed us with garlands
We celebrated
Sang songs and danced
One night, we had slept
our enemies
Attacked us,
they destroyed every thing
our Family and friends were killed
the bodies had scattered in the fields
People were crying
All homes have been damaged
I am remembering
When I attacked
I destroyed region
Now, I am repenting
I felt weakness in my self
To see it
And my enemy is celebrating
But,
They would repent soon
As me
Copyright © Aroon George | Year Posted 2011
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