What I am worth…
( This one I like personally for its written in about twenty minutes... reflections after the Pay Commission made us reailse what exactly this grateful Nation thinks of its Soldiers)
Standing guard without any fear,
Another day in the desert sun,
Or a night at height, with a freezing gun,
Tell me my India “What I am worth"
For the Battles and Wars that I fight,
Never asking which one is right,
From Dawn to Dusk and then to dawn,
Your Bishop, Your Knight Your Eternal Pawn,
Tell me my India “What I am worth"
While you fill your coffers today,
Wondering where and how to make,
Another fortune, another buy,
Your aspirations are now touching the Sky,
Tell me my India "What I am worth"
You make a mention on your political line,
Come to my post, wine and dine,
Then run to your stock, while I stand your guard,
Killing and dying but still fighting hard,
Tell me my India "What I am worth"
The other day I was on TV too,
You came up to me with your educated crew,
Told me to speak because you seemed to care,
Wrote your story stripped me bare.
I was so naive I didn’t know,
For you it was the nine o’clock show,
The country wants to hear some line,
Before they sleep, knowing they are fine,
Tell me my India "What I am worth"
My men tell me, that they are strong,
Would fight for their country, for all that’s wrong,
While I tell them to stand and fight,
You ignore my very existence and very right,
Tell me my India "What I am worth"
I thought I would tell my children in time,
How I fought for this country, this love of mine,
I wonder, if I should mention it though,
Don’t want them embarrassed, while they start to grow,
Tell me my India "What I am worth"
I was your ambition, your childhood dream,
Your Pilot, your sailor your jawan in green,
Where did we part as friends, our ways,
I never let you down a single day,
Tell me my India "What I am worth
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