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Salute to farmers A long battle on roads, At the

Salute to farmers

A long battle on roads, 
At the border of the Capital, 
Leaving their village and fields,
Farming not business for them,
A heritage inherited they profess,
Old and young gathered there,
Wrinkles on their face,
Hardened, scarred hands,
Still holding aloft the banner,
Martyrs left their mark on Singhu,
Nothing goes in vain,
Victory at the end visible,
They march with head held high,
King bows to their voice.
 #farmersprotest #farmer #victory #toilingmasses
Salute to farmers

A long battle on roads, 
At the border of the Capital, 
Leaving their village and fields,
Farming not business for them,
A heritage inherited they profess,
Old and young gathered there,
Wrinkles on their face,
Hardened, scarred hands,
Still holding aloft the banner,
Martyrs left their mark on Singhu,
Nothing goes in vain,
Victory at the end visible,
They march with head held high,
King bows to their voice.
 #farmersprotest #farmer #victory #toilingmasses