O my dearest children,
I am sure, none of you shall ever push me into the hands of a horrible bane,
None of you can encourage any intruder to initiate a gory and bloody rain,
None of you can bear me ruled over by any foreign devilish powers again!
O my dearest children,
None of you can hand me over to the claws of an intolerable pain,
None of you can watch me roll and wriggle down a very deadly terrain,
None of you can witnesses me wretchedly culled by the Brutes like a hen!
O my dearest children, I am hopeful, you all will hear my earnest call,
All will lie firmly like a buttress, around my fortress, before it is forced to fall,
All, with unflagging spirits and unwavering zeals shall stand defiantly tall,
That no more untoward incidents by blood thirsty Ogres may be executed at all!
Thus, wake up, unite and take a Bhisma's oath, my dearest children,
To shave off together the anti-social elements to make India a peaceful Haven!
Copyright: Shankar D Mishra 17.02.19
W.A Number: +91 8270604524
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