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History is written by victors,  as those who own the present,  they write the past, too!  But what happens to those who lose,  are defeated, or dead, or both,  Those who lose their past as well as their present!  What happens to their stories of their reality? They are not in history, but these stories survive,  to be told, transmitted from one generation to the next.  People might accept their defeats but they never forget!  Yes, it is history too. It is their reality, their history.  It never goes away.  That's what happened here too,  and that's what surely happened, Elsewhere  as well. 

I am a soldier I change the history and carve the future I go to the battlefields that I don’t choose I fight the wars that I don’t win or lose I shoot their targets till they win! I get shot still they win! I don’t have a reason but I kill and maim I am a soldier I don’t have a face and I don’t have a name!   I am  not a coward but sometimes I do cry I’m not brave, but I am not scared to die I am not ruthless but I kill I am not merciful but I never will shoot for pleasure or for power I just follow their order without honour or shame! I am a soldier I don’t have a face and I don’t have a name!   I go anywhere, whenever I’m called! I just march I don’t ask Whether it is a just war Whether it is a wrong war Whether it is for the left or for the right I just do my duty, put on their uniform and fight I don’t get the credit or the blame I am a soldier I don’t have a face and I don’t have a name!   I leave behind what I have to, my home, my youth, and my beloveds! I tak...