Some are privileged to celebrated for their heroic deeds, because they have imparted their world but some are not seen for what they contribute to the world; they are mostly not recognized.truly,without them is no world.They are the pillars of the world,they are the masses.
HEROES
Not the national friendly faces
Nor the magazine’s cover maker
Business moguls didn’t make it
Mysterious case—existing in another phase
They live not for the tape, daily breasted
Not soldier in Libya
They carry no national honours but national identity
They fight the war, not with riffle
Cus’ no AKs can decimate their enemies
But equip their arsenal with ‘will’
… the will to survive
Street is their battle arena
They fight and groan in pain of recompense
They die daily to live
Recon not with fortune but fortunate
Victorious in every second they live
And celebrated not by the media
Some are casualties of the war
Yet others never weary in defence
Motels, sites, clubs, drug … laugh again
After each half mast flags.
But still, with their ‘will’ they raise the flags daily.
jubreal
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