The Dying Soldier

by Pragun aged 12

Dying I am.
Bullets have pierced
Into my skin,
Leaving me with unbearable pain.
I know I am going to leave this
Earth. This is the last day
I am here.
Let my parents live a long life.
Let my wife and children be happy.
May god help them.
I know this is the last day
I am here.
I look at my surroundings with
My one eye that is left.
For the other has gone.
The river who’s water
Was clear and blue
Has now become the red river.
It’s as red as me.
I am a blood monster.
My green uniform
Has become red too.
Everything is red.
Perhaps, my eye
Is covered in blood.
Perhaps, this is
What makes everything red.
At least fulfil my last wishes.
Let my parents live a long life.
Let my wife and children be happy.
May God help them.
And also answer my one last
Question, divine one,
Is there any way
That I will come back to life?

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