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Panglima Helang

Tersebut al-kisah seorang panglima
Masyur bukan kerana pencak
Namun luhur budi dan akhlak

Panglima berguru tak pernah jemu
Segala buah mahirlah sudah
Tingkah berpencak pantang dipatah
Langkah diatur bagai berhujjah

Keris dihunus membelah daratan
Namun ke tanah kakinya terkapan
Mula panglima menyimpan anganan
Ingin terbang mencapai awangan

Setelah berakhir suatu pertapaan
Maka panglima mencapai kemahiran
Tengkolok dipakai segak
Bengkung dililit kemas
Keris dilayur dupa
Maka terbanglah panglima
Terbang ke angkasaraya

Kini panglima bersama helang
Di langit biru melayang-layang
Sayup-sayup dipandang
Terkadang hilang dilindung awan
Terkadang terang disuluh mentari

Terbang panglima terbang
Namun jangan lupa menoleh belakang
Ada citra harus kau kenang
Agar sayapmu tidak pincang

Terbang panglima terbang
Jangan sanpai gugur keris di pinggang
Kelak kau hanya seekor helang
Tiada senjata hendak dijulang

Terbang panglima terbang
Pastikan tengkolok bengkung selalu tersarung
Jangan terlalu diikut angin beliung
Kelak ditiup jati dirimu nan agung

Terbang panglima terbang
Namun ingat kau harus pulang
Pulang sebagai panglima terjulang
Bukan sekadar seekor helang

-kiambang- 08
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