Treasure Island

Dr John Celes

(14-2-1957 / Coimbatore, Tamilnadu, India)

His Last Good-bye


He waved his hand to wife and child
As tears welled from each eye;
The train whistled and soon moved on,
As he waved last good-bye!

The war for which he was ushered
Would leave ten-thousands dead;
He had to leave for country’s sake,
And kept his level-head.

He would not see his beloved’s face,
Nor talk to his one child;
His hand that yearned to touch them both
Would pull the trigger wild.

The hand he thought would pat shoulders
Was meant to kill with ease;
He cursed the day he heard that war
Had once more threatened peace.

A soldier’s life seems lovely when
Peace-time prevails on earth;
When war erupts, his life’s at stake,
He curses his own birth!

Submitted: Sunday, March 09, 2014
Edited: Monday, March 10, 2014

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