WHY

My son cries for me,

My Wife waits for me,

My Mother cooks for me,

Then ,why I m here  ? 

My Friends miss me,

My Comrades wants me,

My Country needs me.

Then ,why I m here  ? 

Women are singing here ,

Kids are playing  everywhere ,

GOD seems to be very near,

Then ,why I m here  ?

I’ m fighting ,I don’t know whose war,

I’ m not sought here,

I ‘m not liked here,

Then ,why I m here  ?

Some say its Dollar, I ask them.

Is it precious than my sons child hood ?

Is it panacea for the agony my Mother suffers ?

Is it worth the heart beats my Wife miss?

Some says its Destiny , I wonder.

Is it what  I , desired ?

Is it what I , deserve ?

Is it my fate ?

I don’t know why I’m here ?