Posted on November 2, 2023  — 

LIFE AT THE FRONTIER

I hear the cicadas humming,
Seeing the fireflies fluttering;
Feeling the midnite breeze:
On my frontier duty post.


Up in the starry skies-
The nite queen shines,
Stars twinkling;comet flies
And the clouds dances.


Beyond the paddy field,
Dogs howl with a doleful vibeth.
"Doeth the enemies cometh"?
Asketh my fellow man.


The cold bite my fingers and toes,
Dews engulfed the ambiances;
Lips twitches,voices fades:
My soul hold for a seconds.


This my covenant to ye-
"Till my soul's dwell on me,
I'll fight as TahChapa,Kuki Chapa "!
Through lane of bloods and toils.


So help me God!

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