The Khaki

The joy of my 4 year

Not likened to the 1 year uniform

Though paid token

It’s a hell of a beauty

I wear so much pride

Serving my dear country

But In return

It’s a slap on my face

I forgot to bear In mind

What I’ll face

Years to come

Job or not

I serve in joy

The hotness I feel

In the oversize I’m offered

How crazy it is

To serve my nation with pride

With hope

With love

With might

With strength

And at the end of it all

Some remain on the street

With the struggle of 4 years

In a sheet or two

Searching for the unknown Favour

What a calamity in disguise