The line is intact
So are the defences.
The borders are porous, they said
Not in his vigil that he kept.
Day and night
Through hail and snow
Stood there in the freezing cold
Smile, only to show.
He called home once
While the pandemic swept land.
His emotions played tunes
But never let the situations out of hand,
Come rain, land is dry
Mind is yet still
While the emotions cry,
But none to break the will.
Sun is down
Friendly night is up, again
Wind troubles the trees
And sentry alert, again.
On the forward slope
Terrain, somewhere lust and bit empty
While eyes play with the mind
Bino keep the hands hefty
Today someone stands
Between the two sides.
Securing what lays within
‘A Belief of his land.’
You don’t ask him twice
A soldier doesn’t like doubts.
Once and for all,
That’s how he fights life’s bouts.
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