We all ought to copy a good example
From the selfless services that never prattles
When stuttering riffles, rapidly rattles
Taking shots for humanity in battles
That comes in various forms like balls in skittles
Knocking down breadwinners leaving no bottles
But just sour bitter tears in a teakettle.
Through dottles the Nation swallows her spittle
The devastation can never be bottled
But their offices are replaced while they whittle
Into narrow coffins holding their mettle
Most times their homes become a tent dismantled
But couldn’t they have left behind a castle ?
Sacrifices like theirs are far from a guttle.
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