For the last battle he dressed up with élan,
Resolute, he stood fighting for his clan.
Facing mortal odds lesser men ran,
Tall, stood alone an intrepid man.
The battle from heavens and hell raged,
With steely resolve a lone battle he waged.
Demons at his defiance were furiously enraged,
He fell with shorn limbs, he was caged.
To be a cruel prisoner of his lowly fate,
He resolved never to berate.
He rose, in shadow of his lover’s gentle prod,
And to the invocations of his Gods.
To be a minion was not his true heart,
Ape invincibility was his life’s part.
Bravely he chartered a pure path,
To rise from ashes, an infallible man’s new start.
Note: Another poem by MS Jaswal. The soldier in him says, "To be a man amongst men, one has to fight his demons with centrality of purpose so that his pure sheen is visible for ohers to ape."
Resolute, he stood fighting for his clan.
Facing mortal odds lesser men ran,
Tall, stood alone an intrepid man.
The battle from heavens and hell raged,
With steely resolve a lone battle he waged.
Demons at his defiance were furiously enraged,
He fell with shorn limbs, he was caged.
To be a cruel prisoner of his lowly fate,
He resolved never to berate.
He rose, in shadow of his lover’s gentle prod,
And to the invocations of his Gods.
To be a minion was not his true heart,
Ape invincibility was his life’s part.
Bravely he chartered a pure path,
To rise from ashes, an infallible man’s new start.
Note: Another poem by MS Jaswal. The soldier in him says, "To be a man amongst men, one has to fight his demons with centrality of purpose so that his pure sheen is visible for ohers to ape."
