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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=464298" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Veteran Of The World War II</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=464298" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">In my early days of childhood, I beheld a man, <br>He was in eighties with thin wobbly, shaky legs, <br>Slits slots were on his heels, broken were his boots.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=464298" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Though they were dingy soiled yet he wore<br>A ragged shirt and old brown pants of army, <br>And he too wore one glassed frame of glasses.<br>He spoke to the street-kids with kind words, <br>But with quaking, quivering voice.<br>He always carried upon the bent structure of body, <br>A big bag hung on his shoulders behind, <br>Containing contents of the dotage.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=464298" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He was expelled out from the house of his own, <br>By his sons, daughters and daughters-in-law, <br>And he roved, moved but not afar from the village.<br>When his belly beleaguered, harassed him, <br>He knocked at any door in front, in the street, <br>And fed it with the home-backed bread of charity <br>Soaking in water or pasting with the paste of chilies, <br>And he slept carefree in the mosque, <br>Or in summer under the trees in cool shades.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=464298" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When he was in a good jolly, joking mood, <br>He used to tell us the Tale of Two Cities, <br>How the splendor was smashed shattered in seconds<br>How humanity went through cumbersome holocaust, <br>How he carried out his missions by hitting the targets, <br>How he lived in the trenches smelly with explosives, <br>How he was captured, encaged into the prisons of Japan, <br>While fighting for the crown and glory of Great Britain.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Muhammad+Shanazar">Muhammad Shanazar</a></strong></div>

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