Spgm 090 - The Enemy For War

Uttiran, Vichitran, Uruthiran, Bairavan, Singan, Chithiran, Dhanuthiran, and Sivedhan, They formed their union. Kanakavisayan joined this team. They started the war in time. To see how the Southerner fought, A big army there they brought. THE WAR STARTED To appease its hunger, A lion jumped o'er An elephant from herd, Despite its large crowd. King Senguttuvan, like this, He attacked the joint force. With a tactical formation, To win was his determination. The war drums pounded. The white conchs sounded. These war-sounds echoed And in eight directions spread. THE DUSTS ROSE The shoulders like mountain, The spear handed army men, The fast moving charioteers, The elephant and horse warriors, As they marched forward, The dusts rose upward That choked any bell From its sounding well. THE DEVILS ENJOYED Both the sides clashed. The chariots were smashed. The heads were severed. And the bodies rolled. The river blood flowed. The wounded cried. The ghost danced. The devils enjoyed. HE WORE THUMBAI FLOWER More damage was done To the side northern. On the side southern, Near victory was seen. Both sides lost heavily. But the final victory Was on Seguttuvan side Who won with a pride. He fought and won, It wasn't a new one. He wore a Thumba flower, As a final war winner. KANAKAVISAYAN WAS CAUGHT The enemy Kanakavisayan Fell in the net of Senguttuvan. The remaining soldiers fled. To fight more they were afraid. They ran in disguise As bearded sages, As dancers, And singers. THE VICTORY DANCE The victory of the southern kings O'er the northern defeated kings Gave the winners a moral boost And they celebrated with a feast. It was a dance so mixed, The devils o'er the dead And the winners over-glad They danced side by side. HE BROUGHT STONE The devils there were fed With the flesh of the dead, For which they blessed The king as he hosted. The king instructed his army To show maximum courtesy, To the Veda Pundits there And to save their sacred fire To the Himalaya Mountain, He went with his craftsmen. Who dug a beautiful stone, To carve the chaste woman.