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                            The thing one can’t even imagine, the same was happening
                            Banda first picked his son and loved and caressed him
                            Then he tried to explain the role and character of Sikhism;
                            Prince Fateh and Jujhar Singh were also children like you
                            Now in the test time and what they achieved you can also do
                            Greeting the victory loudly, the little son was revitalized
                            If life goes, the custom of Sikhism is, let it be sacrificed
                            For holder of righteousness definite victory will be at last
                            His love won’t be wasted; he meets the Beloved very fast
                            The Kazi became angry as he could not bear the splendour
                            The executioner attacked the child and he started to flutter
                            Even then this strange trick of destiny could not succeed
                            Plump intestines jumping softly, the earth was red indeed
                            It is written in the history that Banda remained unmoved
                            In his mouth soft plump heart of slayed child was forced
                            In this hard probation Banda remained unshaken, steady
                            The history will cry when going through its own study
                            It was such a dreadful scene that onlookers could not spy
                            Snatching with pincers first they took out his both eyes
                            Iron bars were made red hot to burn his body limbs ready
                            The Sikh greeted the victory loudly and soul left the body
                            The Sky echoed with kettle-drum beat, banner flying like kite
                            Once a hero takes a battlefield, he is eager to show his might
                            A true warrior is one, who fights for sake of humble and meek
                            He might be cut into the pieces, but to leave battlefield will never seek
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