Sunday Poetry By Tapas Dey
Salute them
The train is running through the land
towards its destination.
Next to the engine,one compartment is
for war-worn soldiers.
Another one is for the civilians
at the back.
Unnoticed, one child entered the soldier’s
by little steps.
Panicked, mother found her child
on the vestibule.
“No man, only the soldiers are there,”
said the child.
Giving a bear hug, her mother said,
“No my dear child,
they are also men, salute them.”
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