Grandma, Where Is My Father? Poem by Vishal Sharma

when i was born on this beautiful patch
then with me a person too was bought here
from the mighty clutches of pain and sorrow
my father was brought into my life as a companion

far away below the mountain whe sheep cry
my father protects my country
from the intruders
he has faith on his two broad mighty shoulders
my mom is disheartned that my father is too far away
now i am young and senseless enough to ask
my grandma, tell me where my father is.