Your return, I fear no more,
Your Love, still lies in my core .
If the Patriotism in your heart, you don’t respect,
Your Love to me, I suspect.
Put on your armor, go to the war,
Let your enemy not get far.
Your countrymen have faith, you are awake,
Their blessings and prayers, you shall take.
A warriors mother I am, I shan’t cry.
Look there my son, I see your destiny beckon,
It will sing songs of your bravery, when you die.
And the best of men, you will be counted on.
Go my son, make me proud..
Sing the anthem, sing it loud…
Dedicated to: Mothers of young men who lost their son in Bomb blasts.
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