Vishal Dutia

Scraping along defences,
The enemy’s army advances,
With swords clashing and shields banging,
Our warriors stand their ground, unflinching.

The battle rages on and on,
As the sun sets and the moon rises,
Blood spills on the battlefield,
And the air is filled with war cries.

Our soldiers fight with all their might,
Defending their land and their kin,
Their courage and bravery shining bright,
As they face the foe, chin to chin.

But as the night wears on,
And exhaustion starts to take its toll,
We pray for victory to come,
And for our enemies to fold.

Finally, the dawn breaks,
And the enemy retreats in defeat,
Our warriors emerge victorious,
Their triumph a sight to behold.

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