The Greatness Of The Armed Forces (By St. Thiruvalluvar) - Poem by Rajendran Muthiah
761.The winning armed forces with all the parts
and fear not the wound is the prime wealth of a king.
762.To face demise or defeat undaunted is the veteran army,
to beat the foe with might and fearless to have wounds.
763.Of what avail, when the hostile mice roar like sea?
If the cobra breathes, the mice flee.
764.If it doesn’t backtrack, let on secrets and march ahead
It is the army with ancestral courage.
765.Even if the furious God of Death invades upon it,
An excellent army joins its ranks, and defies him.
766.Valour, honour, advancing in the trodden path and trust
Are the four sure defence to a king.
767.A valiant army defends and diverts the foe.
Launches the assault and marches ahead.
768.Though the army is not offensive and keep the foe away,
gains applause by the splendor of its formation.
769.With fragile strength, fading hostility and poverty
An army cannot beat the foe.
770.There may be several lines of warriors to stand and fight
An army without leaders is of no use.
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