The Young Warrior

Cadet Supreet Singh Heera,
(X), RIMC
For the nation, the martyrs who bleed,
Producing leaders when nation is in need,
They were not the ones to be born and lead,
They were great men to be brought from a seed.
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They all belong to a Section,
Play together and stay with affection,
Live as a course keeping themselves calm and cool,
And moreover, they all belong to the same school.
RIMC, the name of this prolific institution,
It is a reality, not an illusion,
1922 was it built in
Since then, able generals in the forces it has filled in.
Find you will in this esteemed paraphernalia,
Cadets roaming with ambition in their Regalia.
Result, the best they always yield,
Be it on or off the field.
Life is never easy here
But the tough Rimco stands by his peer,
Armed forces, for them is a boon,
The passion to join it makes them work night and noon.
End I have to here, writing about RIMC is the best,
Written more I could have, but this pen needs rest,
May all the evils from this institution perish,
May the sweet memories of Rimcollians excelling, be cherished.