By Harsimran Kaur

The Lord had a plan

To spread ‘Dharma’ and propagate a ‘Path’

In the burdock mountains with large spear of clouds

Sat a sage ‘Dusht Daman’ in meditation around water clouts

 

The ‘House of Hemkunt’ found a new rigor

Thus ordered the ‘Lord’ in sublime tenacity,

“Spread the spirit of righteousness and dutiful path”

Then was born ‘Govind Rai’— the mighty warrior and philosopher,

To awaken the creation to the life’s charioteer!

 

He fought the Mughal Tyranny with aplomb,

Reprehensible in his eyes; the despotic invasions and pogroms

Had he filth in his eye, he would have drawn magical powers

Incantations eluded him; the benevolence of the ‘One’ was the only halberd gear

 

Reprobation of the cynical reformed his grit

Intolerable was their wit to take his repartee

Thus came down their risqué, implacable and unworthy

The battle of Chamkaur was a deleterious prod

A havoc created by the Mughal wrath

Anandpur Sahib, now a dilapidated ruin

Arpeggio sung with a perfidious tune

 

The Mughal desperados nibbled his four sons

Two martyred and two bricked alive

The ‘inner conflict’ was no more a scourge

Gobind thus let the ignominious know,

When righteousness is challenged,

‘Let the sword flow’

 

He called himself the dust of ‘One’s’ feet;

A slave to the creator!

“Don’t call me God”, he adamantly forayed a speech,

“For all of you will fall in a pit of hell; devilish and deep”

 

‘KHALSA’— spirit of sacrifice and dharma,

Thus awakened an identity; formidable and distinct

The Path unequivocally set a precedent,

That the Sikhs of Guru Gobind Singh have brought to fruition!