Once there lived a prince so kind,
Brave in heart and strong in mind.
His name was Devavrata, pure and true,
He always did what was right to do.
For his father's happiness one day,
He gave his crown and walked away.
He made a promise strong and tight,
'I will serve truth with all my might.'
He did not ask for power or fame,
Duty and truth were his only aim.
He helped the weak, he stood so tall,
He taught us: promise beats all.
In the great war, fierce and long,
Bhishma fought, both wise and strong.
Even in pain, calm was his breath,
He chose the time of his own death.
Children, remember this golden rule:
Keep your promise, be brave, be cool.
Like Bhishma, stand honest and free—
Good deeds make true heroes be.
By Rajendra Prasad Meena Jaipur India
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