When he was a kid, and jumped high,
Olympian dreams ruled his sky
polio virus crept within,
Paralysed his limbs, but hopes win.
Varun’s golden trot won.

Amputated, he heard and cried
To be a cripple, he denied.
Threw a javelin, and his hopes soared
Devendra Jhajharia, roared!
Never give up; is his motto!

Tumour paralysed her waist down
But Deepa, never did frown.
Wheeled her chair and ‘shot putted’ hard,
She never played the victim card.
Silver, she got us home.

Sport’s the power to pull one out
Don’t brood on afflictions or doubt.
Hard than harder, Yes! try again
Your destiny, you shall regain.
Sportsmanship! We salute.

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