Songs Unsung
Those songs are unsung,
Those were the soldiers
with name unknown.
Who will sing the songs unsung?
They fought for their land with no fear,
but are here with no name to hear.
They were the warriors of the fight to freedom,
They were the soldiers with great patriotism.
They forgot their way to home,
In search of way to freedom.
I think about them whin I am ideal,
Again I am left with a mystery indescribale.
I know no name,
I know their no game.
All I know is their gift : freedom
Here I sit and sing the songs unsung
For those were the soldiers,
With name unknown
Copyright © Aannya Pandey | Year Posted 2022
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