Prof. Hazara Singh
When I look back on my adulthood days
To assess the gains or lapses on my part
I regret not my humble or belated start
For hope lit those days with cheering rays
I head not what, with glee, an upstart says
For he brags that virtue is an awful fault.
I live for a cause keeping self gains apart
Being upright in life, in the long run pays.
Conquest of self is my sole mode of prayer
Belief in goodness adds to my grit and will
Fearless expression is my bliss-giving gain
With that I peel the cant layer after layer.
The Divine Will endowed me with this skill
Lord! Bless them too who are vile and vain.