Die for your Motherland

In the northern mountains
Of Kashmir
The white snowscaped land
Is disrupted
Divided by black metal bars
And barb wires
Two young men, newly married
Stand guard for their nation
They stare at each other
Through the fence they call border
They stay in the howling winds
For days and months
Could have been friends
But friends don’t point guns
at each other
The devil spoke over the collar radio
My boys the war has begun
Bring out your guns and kill the enemy
And don’t worry If you die
Coz you’ll have a special place in heaven

Two dead bodies
On each side of the fence
Each a martyr for their country
Each wrapped in their nations flag
Each body goes back home
Two young women
Newly married
Cry their eyes out for their husband
Two old men, fathers
Hold a piece of metal, called medal
In return for his kid
Two mothers
Unable to understand
They said “your son died for his motherland”
How can a mother let her son die
What kind of mother is this nation
Who needs to feed off their young boys.

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