At the border of 🔥 fire

**At the Border of Fire**
*Jessy Jacob ❤️*

It is the first time
I sleep beside a border
while nations breathe smoke
and the sky learns
the language of war.

Yet fear does not visit me.
I had already taken this risk
when the winds first whispered
of fragile politics
and restless skies.

Bombs explode �"
the earth trembles �"
but people stand bold.
We know
we can face it.

Airbases close.
No footsteps in,
no footsteps out.
A country pauses mid-breath.

Another day in paradise, they say.
Office work by morning,
lunch by noon �"
though I fast in silence,
feeding instead on faith.

Some speak of defiance,
of facing grenades in Iran,
of standing firm against fear.

Iraq stays neutral �"
yet in every Iraqi heart
lives a soldier’s courage:
to live or to die
with honor unshaken.

*Jai Bhavani.*
*Victory or Veeraswarg.*

And I too carry that fire �"
this war must end.
Let domination fall.
Let the Middle East breathe peace
without shadows of power.

Every nation must guard its people.
Every army must stand ready.
But power without justice
is poison in polished words.

Nuclear fears,
tariffs,
kidnappings,
insults thrown like stones �"
when leaders play with language
while lives hang in balance.

The world watches.
It will not remain blind forever.

To me,
this is not just war �"
it is a battle
between what wounds
and what heals.

I hold no fear.
I count no loss.
I stand with what is good.

And I pray �"
that this fire ends here,
so no child of this land
ever learns
the sound of war again.

�" Jessy Jacob ❤️