Infant To Infantry. Poem by gnrao rao

Born as an infant was he,
In a village hut was he,
Grown up as a boy was he,
Go to the school did he.

Studied well did he,
behaved well did he,
had helped dad, he,
participated in games
well had he.

Kept his body well,
did he,
sports came first.
did he,
joined and won
All the games, he.

Finished his 10+2
had he,
Joined the army,
he,
fought with the enemies
in the front, He,
Good as a gunman
was he.

On one fine day,
in the evening,
shot the enemy
soldier, he.
shot dead too,
was he.

die did he,
as a brave soldier,
Gave his life,
as Martyr
for his country.

All honors received
did he,
come to the village,
did he.
He was missed by
all young and old.

left had he,
a son,
Who was ten,
Proud of his
father,
said he,
I would follow
My father's steps.

Had he a wife,
who revered him,
when alive,
then when he left
the world
giving his life
for his country.

What must we do?
We must honor and
respect and recognise
these brave young men
Who stands for us
in the hot sun
and cold winter,
rain or shine,
working to save
us and our nation.

Every one contribute
a sum which one can
afford and provide
their families and
their sons and daughters.

So those who want
to join the
INFANTRY knows
for certain
that we support them
and their families
all the time.

God bless all soldiers
and the soldiers
on foot,
The Infantry.