These are a selection of poems written by Harjinder Singh who lives in Leicester, UK. They capture the essence of the subjects beautifully, ranging from the life of a warrior, to tales of great Gursikhs who walked this earth.
THE ROUTINE OF A TRUE WARRIOR
Unique is the way we live our life, We live never leaving the site of our knife. Claiming you'll sacrifice your life when you can't even sacrifice your morning, The true warriors are meditating while your still yawning. Before you think of even touching a sword, Know this the greatest warriors meditate on the name of the lord. Early to bed awake before sunrise, Is the routine followed by the wise. First you battle second you pray, Then you are allowed to start your day. Follow this routine and you will conquer any peak, The 10th Master writes " I LOVE A SIKH'S DISCIPLINED WAY OF LIFE, NOT THE SIKH".
SANT BABA DEEP SINGH JI
This next battle will be extremely tense, So we have no room for people who sit on the fence. This line determines whether your in or out. Once you cross, you must have no doubt. We march to meet the enemy face to face, And reclaim our most sacred place. They take our shrine out of malice, He treats the temple of God as his personal palace. He infects such a pure place with filth, he doesnt seem to care, But through his vast defence the iron sword will tear. Forced to the forest's and jungle's we live amongst dirt and mud, We feed off the name of the lord and the enemies blood. We will emerge from the jungles and forest's like a phoenix from the sun, Starved and out numbered but the mughal's will meet there end before the day is done. This epic victory will echo throughout the land, Dhan Dhan Baba Deep Singh Ji who fought on with several head in hand.
ONE DAY IN 1984
Burning down my shop taking away my business, Tell me what have I done to deserve this. All my life I have refrained from being a sinner, Now how am I supposed to be my families bread winner. I begged and pleaded as they charged into my house, Do what you will to me but please spare my spouse. With a rope they tied me down, Then they savagely removed my crown. As part questioned where was the police, This in human mob made me witness the rape of my visiting niece. Tell me is this price they make me pay, For not cutting my hair or being lead astray. I never would have thought this could happen in one's home, They even forced me to watch, I fell all alone. From savage to savage I see her flung, No one seemed to hear her screaming at the top of her lungs. The authorities stroll by they don't seem to care, How much more of this do I have to bear. How can this occur in a democracies capital city, With no remorse no sorrow or pity. Beaton and Battered on the floor she lies, I tried to help her but i can't break free no matter how hard I try. After this how am I supposed to look my family in the eye, Every time she cry's another part of me die's. Then they started to ravage my wife, I'm still breathing but today they have taken my life.
THE SCHOOL OF SRI GURU GOBIND SINGH SAHIB JI
There is a school available to all regardless of colour, cread or caste. However this school isn't for the weak minded and only the elite ever pass. This school was founded by the king of kings and only students of this teacher have the right to call themselves a Kaur or Singh. Remeber the sikh's who were cut limb by limb, yet still continued to sing the Guru's sweet hymns. For the school of Guru Gobind Singh is not easy to pass, Dhan Dhan Bhai Mani Singh who finished at the top of his class. Remember the sikh's who challenged the force of a million with just a sword and shield, and at the age of 17 happilly embraced his destiny of death on the battlefield. The school of Guru Gobind Singh isnt easy to pass, Dhan Dhan Baba Ajit Singh who finished at the top of his class. Remember the youngest ever martyrs whos actions were brave, and stood defiant against oppression and tyranny and became shaheed at the tender age of six years old. The school of Guru gobind Singh isnt easy to pass, Dhan Dhan Baba Fateh Singh who finished top of his class. Remember the sikh's whos scalp was teared, because they would rather go through that pain then cut their hair. The school of Guru gobind Singh isnt easy to pass, Dhan Dhan Bhai Taru Singh who finished top of his class. Remember the sikh's whos victory was echoed throughout the land, and who fought on with their head in hand. The school of Guru Gobind Singh isnt easy to pass, Dhan Dhan Baba Deep Singh who finished top of his class. Remember the sikh's who encouraged an entire nation not to retreat, and shook the british parliment by throwing a bomb at an empty seat. The school of Guru Gobind Singh isnt easy to pass, Dhan Dhan Bhai Bhagat Singh who finished top of his class. Remember the sikh's who brought justice to the most sinister and who showed no fear when assassinating the indian prime minister. The school of Guru Gobind Singh isnt easy to pass, Dhan Dhan Bhai Satwant Singh and Bhai Beant Singh, who finished top of their class.
DHAN DHAN BABA THAKUR SINGH JI
Dhan Dhan Sant Kartar Singh Ji who bestowed the responsibility on to Baba Ji's hands. It was through their grace that the hair on the youth's arms would stand. It was left to them to ensure that Damdami Taksal would be preserved, even though they could have easily left with Sant Giani Gurbachan Singh Ji Khalsa, they stayed to serve. DHAN DHAN BABA THAKUR SINGH JI WHO BETTER TO WATCH OVER DAMDAMI TAKSAL, THEN THE TRUE LIGHT OF THE MERCIFUL SAT SRI AKAAL. Never have I ever heard of such a high leader have absolutely no sign of ego! The hardest sight of any student of Damdami Taksal to bare was to see them go. Year 2004 24th day of December, one day not just students of Taksal but the Sikh Panth will forever remember. DHAN DHAN BABA THAKUR SINGH JI WHO BETTER TO WATCH OVER DAMDAMI TAKSAL, THEN THE TRUE LIGHT OF THE MERCIFUL SAT SRI AKAAL. They had the full power of the Lord yet body so brittle, they eat, slept and talked very little. They stayed imbued to the name of the Lord, there humble louder than any lions roar. DHAN DHAN BABA THAKUR SINGH JI WHO BETTER TO WATCH OVER DAMDAMI TAKSAL, THEN THE TRUE LIGHT OF THE MERCIFUL SAT SRI AKAAL. Dhan Dhan Baba Thakur Singh Ji who did what no one else could, by speaking the truth when no one else would. They ensured that the fire that was re-ignited in 1984 continued to burn, also that the true Tiger-Force stayed poised and ready awaiting SANT BABA JARNAIL SINGH JI KHALSA BHINDRANWALE'S RETURN.
These poems were written by Harjit Singh (Leicester, UK)
