Devendra Pratap Singh
The face who has no place for worry,
And fear had he ignored.
Such a soldier deserves nothing,
But a Gallantry Award.
This award is for them who,
For their country, let their lives flow.
And look at death face-to-face,
And conquered it with a single blow.
This is the story of a soldier D.P. Singh,
Devendra Singh by name;
He put his life to stake for his country,
And brought with him lots of fame!
He worked in the 55th Batallion,
Rashtriya Rifles, Armoured Corps,
And the mission is what I talk about
Through this poem's course.
The date was 29 January
And the situation was dire;
A few terrorists, in a building,
With guns and heavy fire.
Devendra stood as still as he could
Hiding from the shower that surrounds,
He crawled under the bullets, and stayed
Aiming at the target house.
Flung from there one terrorist
Dropping bombs all around the space,
Singh took him out with a single shot,
Before quickly changing his place.
The latter tried to flee,
And he aimed at the running few.
He managed to shoot down a second one,
And was applauded by the crew.
This was the story of the steel-nerved man,
Who opposed some bombs and heavy fire;
Who did the impossible, single-handedly,
And made a situation merry, from what earlier was dire.
He was the one worthy enough,
And with everyone's accord;
That he, too now deserved nothing
But that Gallantry Award.
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