Afsar
(Officer)
By Vishal
Kansagra
O death,
be not so proud
For I am
not from the crowd
I am not a
coward
Who’s
afraid to charge forward
I am ready
to bear the brunt
As I lead
my men from the front
I laugh in
face of death
And
protect my country till last breath
I have
fond memories of my family
While I go
on soldiering daily
For a
nation that does not care for us
We don’t
make much fuss
I fight
for land of my father and temple of my God,
To make my
motherland a peaceful abode
I am an
officer, I am a soldier
Everyone
who fights with me is a brother
Give me
strength O Lord
To cut
enemies with my sword
