waving proudly in a free world.
People and kids taking pictures -
Events etched in stone scriptures.
Those unknown soldier sleeps
as into past now the living peeps.
Death came unto them and swept,
while we in homes peacefully slept.
The moon witnessed a bloody stream -
Good souls lost, none can redeem.
They are now just names on stone -
None witnessed their dying moan.
Beyond death they would have dare,
if they had another life to spare.
Their souls and we are now both free,
in tearful memory we have crowned thee.
Prasenjit©2022
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