There is a powerful song about the Ghost dance religion of the American Indians which was violently crushed by genocide, ending with Wounded Knee massacre. My great-grandmother was involved in this struggle for human rights and survival, and this spiritual religion of singing praise and dancing for hope. They danced because they had visions of a beautiful world to come and they knew they could not die, only the body dies. So it's something very dear to me. The song is a voice of people who lost everything and brought to a point extinction because of hatred and racism of the government.
"You can kill my body. You condemn my soul,
for not believing in your God or some world down below.
But you don't stand a chance against my prayers.
You don't stand a chance against my love."
Anything beautiful in any religion or any teaching in the world I ever learned, always could be found in Gurbani. There is nothing this fake world can do to you. They can kill the body and condemn everything about who you are. But the Guru's Sikh has the power to win the world because nothing can stand a chance against our Guru, against our bani, against our piare. When we try our best to live rehit and wash our karams and the blindnesses in our minds and purify the panj dhoots with the Guru's gift of Naam, we have the power to renew ourselves and restore the whole world.
So Singhs and Singnis please don't ever lose heart when you see the evil winning. This is only the beginning of the end for the evil era. Guru has already won the whole war. They don't stand a chance against our prayers. They don't stand a chance against our love. Whatever happens, never stop singing the praise. And one day, when the evil people are ready, they will hear the praise too, and they will change. My heart and soul is with all the Sikh and Punjabi people in the eternal struggle for justice and peace. When I am singing kirtan, I am singing for all of you and for Khalsa Raj, and for the time when the world changes.
ਗੋਬਿੰਦ ਨਾਮ ਜਪੰਤਿ ਮਿਲਿ ਸਾਧ ਸੰਗਹ ਨਾਨਕ ਸੇ ਪ੍ਰਾਣੀ ਸੁਖ ਬਾਸਨਹ ॥੨੮॥
Gobinḏ nām japanṯ mil sāḏẖ sangah Nānak sė parāṇī sukẖ bāsnah. ||28||
Those who join the Saadh Sangat, the Company of the Holy, and chant the Name of the Lord of the Universe - O Nanak, those mortals abide in peace. ||28||
ਸੈਨਾ ਸਾਧ ਸਮੂਹ ਸੂਰ ਅਜਿਤੰ ਸੰਨਾਹੰ ਤਨਿ ਨਿੰਮ੍ਰਤਾਹ ॥
Sainā sāḏẖ samūh sūr ajiṯaʼn saʼnnāhaʼn ṯan nimarṯāh.
The Holy people are an invincible army of spiritual warriors; their bodies are protected by the armor of humility.
ਆਵਧਹ ਗੁਣ ਗੋਬਿੰਦ ਰਮਣੰ ਓਟ ਗੁਰ ਸਬਦ ਕਰ ਚਰਮਣਹ ॥
Āvḏẖah guṇ gobinḏ ramṇaʼn ot gur sabaḏ kar cẖaramṇeh.
Their weapons are the Glorious Praises of the Lord which they chant; their Shelter and Shield is the Word of the Guru's Shabad.
ਆਰੂੜਤੇ ਅਸ੍ਵ ਰਥ ਨਾਗਹ ਬੁਝੰਤੇ ਪ੍ਰਭ ਮਾਰਗਹ ॥
Ārūṛṯė asav rath nāgah bujẖanṯė parabẖ mārgah.
The horses, chariots and elephants they ride are their way to realize God's Path.
ਬਿਚਰਤੇ ਨਿਰਭਯੰ ਸਤ੍ਰੁ ਸੈਨਾ ਧਾਯੰਤੇ ਗਪਾਲ ਕੀਰਤਨਹ ॥
Bicẖarṯė nirabẖyaʼn saṯar sainā ḏẖāyanṯė gopāl kīraṯneh.
They walk fearlessly through the armies of their enemies; they attack them with the Kirtan of God's Praises.
ਜਿਤਤੇ ਬਿਸ੍ਵ ਸੰਸਾਰਹ ਨਾਨਕ ਵਸ੍ਯ੍ਯੰ ਕਰੋਤਿ ਪੰਚ ਤਸਕਰਹ ॥੨੯॥
Jiṯṯė bisav sansārah Nānak vasyaʼn karoṯ pancẖ ṯaskarahi. ||29||
They conquer the entire world, O Nanak, and overpower the five thieves. ||29||
You don't stand a chance against this gift of love.