It’s 8:00 pm and he just walked in through the door,
His uniform all sweaty which he wore,
He took sip of the water which he pour,
His day wasn’t finished there was so much more,
Went to the bedroom gave his kid a good night kiss,
His friends having a party in a bar he missed,
Looked at a night stand with a project list,
His wife with dinner on the table all pissed,
“Our kid again failed maths exam did you cared?”
“Serving the country but your son in a deep shit did you cared?”
Left the dinner started to make his son’s projects,
He felt blissed to have a family had no regrets,
It’s 2:00 am still his day not ended,
Began to do his office work, everything was fine he pretended,
He was not just man, he was a super hero, more than a superman he is a real life hero,
Serving his family and country, all day and night,
So much pressure and anger still always polite,
Time passes and it’s a decade after,
He is sitting on his arm chair alone and sadder,
His son is in college away from his own father,
His alone, sick and tired would die rather,
Wife all sick bed ridden everything was changing he wasn’t ready,
He wanted to see his son get his degree,
There was nothing left in his life anymore,
He was a lion who just lost his roar,
He was not just a simple dad,
He was his country’s comrade,
Wish the family could have realized,
How he have always compromised,
Tear rolled down his eyes,
As his life in front of him flashes,
Maverick Wings 