Not yet over
I lay wounded on ground
Enemy has still not found
He may search me in next round
I may look tot hem very sound
This is not th truth
I am holding poison in tooth
I my bring an end to life
Before he cuts my throat with knife
I am not dead
I am still army head
Have lead many expeditions
There was never such humiliating coandition
There are deep wouds in stomach
It gives me pain and ache
It is endured and hidden
They emerge all of sudden
The battle is not yet over
So much lost groud yet to recover
Enemy has not fled away
They are regrouping to find the way
It is is crucial blow aand certainly delivered
It was not expected and believed
We did it at our personal life risk
I was stabbed twice and given kick
I lay unconscious just to be picked
My wounds have aggravated and licked
The blood is slowly drying up
I am waiting for the game to stop
I amy be decorated with award
It may be preiceless reward
It may take my nation forward
I still dram and not look backward
I have done it along with comrades
They are lying scattered and dead
Many have brathed their last
I am certainly going very fast
The waist is still holding sword
I had promised all with word
I shall lay down but not come back
There is so much precius at stake
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poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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