One More Conquest...
The shadows of cowardice, dark and black
Loomed over my defeat
A voluntary retreat
Struck by lightening, as if to say
The soldier in me that dormant lay
Picked up the sabre, bold and bare
And fought a way that few could dare!
The cowardice lay bleeding and dead
No ominous shadows of fear and dread
The fighter in me had conquered again
Fear and cowardice, the devils twain!!
(c) Praneeta Paradkar