THE HOMECOMING

THE HOMECOMING

"A bandage on my broken arm, a wound in my heart..
Many a pieces I got shattered into, some lost some buried deep..

The day when enemy bullets ransacked us and we were blown apart..
Now I walk dead buried in the guilt of the promises I could not keep..


Yes, we were outnumbered a hundred to seven.
When terrror hit us in the dark of the night..
I am sure they will ask me when we meet in heaven..
If I fought with all my might..
Yes sir, till my broken hand could not lift a gun,
But I promise you even then, I did not run..
Stood there following your order..
Until I collapsed at the border..
Only to be taken in as a survivor..

Oh you will never know the pain of not being able to pick up the gun,
Oh you will never know the pain of picking up the gun!

Oh you will never know the guilt of losing a war.
Oh you will never know the pain of winning a war..

My hands are bloodied, so are theirs..
A bandage on my broken arm, a wound in my heart..
Oh you will never know the pain of coming back alive from the war!!"

~ Devashish Palkar