A Warriors Song - My War call
I look up towards the sun
As the light floods my face
My head is going wild
Through a mental maze
No more dread
And no one dead
No more worries or cries
And no more arrows in the skies
As fallen comrades surround me
As I stand there alone
Alone through the torn forests
Abandoned amongst the buildings blown
A Warfield nowadays
But long ago a serene field
Now full of numerous lost lives
After a battle nobody would yield
No more dread
And no one dead
No more worries or cries
And no more arrows in the skies
My heart is throbbing
In pain it bleeds
As a plant of regret grows
Form bloodshot killing seeds
Many and I thought
That we shall fight for our freedom
We shall take lives for this nation
However, showed now’t in wisdom
No more dread
And no one dead
No more worries or cries
And no more arrows in the skies
As the sword I now wield
Clashes with the other
As diverse yet friendly empires
Turn against one another
A shower of arrows
Like a plague, floods the skies
As the atmosphere fills
With bloodcurdling cries
No more dread
And no one dead
No more worries or cries
And no more arrows in the skies
As my quiver quivers
As my wooden bow breaks
My shield tremors
Also my heart, it makes
Oh, my mother
What have I done?
I have taken the lives
Of many, not one
No more dread
And no one dead
No more worries or cries
And no more arrows in the skies
Their families forgotten
Their children in grief
Their wives now widows
Their happiness only brief
The wars are everlasting
They are slowly eating up my life
I hope not for a time of a death message
Reaching my children and wife
No more dread
And no one dead
No more worries or cries
And no more arrows in the skies
The will to fight for the freedom
I thought it would have no wrong
As I think of all the men I have slaughtered
I write this very song
For those who are out there
Who have fallen or are yet to fall
For those who are enduring warfare
This is my war call
--Diloshaan Sripathy
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