Just another soldier..

My armour feels so heavy,
when I see him swing his sword.
Seeing you besides him,
makes me feel so low.

So I lay down my sword,
my shield and my glove.
Coz I cant match a king,
blessed with an angel's love.

I’m not a warrior,
neither a prince nor a knight.
I’m just another soldier,
who can’t match a king's might.

I don’t ride a white horse,
nor I live in a palace of gold.
I sleep under the open sky,
even in weathers rough n cold.

So I lay down my sword,
my shield and my glove.
Coz I can’t match a king,
blessed with an angel's love.

I’m just another soldier,
In an army of crores.