Captain's Mandolin

Original Date of Creation : 22/MAR/2k2

It wasn’t jus’ da Mandolin
which da Captain was playin’,
It wasn’t just da Hollow Piece wid strings
from which he was makin’ Divine Charms.

It was beyond wat Captain ‘n his
lone Soul were in search of.
It was beyond of dat very new Melody
which he created wid dat very beat of his Heart.

Sittin’ on a stone, in the Battlefield,
wid da Sun, too, busy wid Bed Sheets;
Captain was dreamin’ ‘n thinkin’
of all da near ‘n dear ones ‘n his Family.

Wid hands Red in enemy’s blood,
‘n da eyes covered wid Gunpowder flood,
He sat there wid a hand over his Heart
‘n soul closer to da God.

He sat there, sick of killing da Innocent
‘n thinkin’ of wat we got when we got nothing at all.
He sat there dreamin’ about da Nymph,
whom he trusts, will take him to da Heavens.

He was frightened of da Fear of being left alone,
‘n distressed about not being able to make up to his yet to be born kid.
It wasn’t jus’ the Captain, who was feelin’ so,
da Mandolin too, cudn’t have done better without the Captain……