27/07/2025
Upon the highway’s winding breath, they stand —
Steel giants clad in mud and might,
Their burdens wrapped in weathered bands,
Through storm and dust, they brave the night.
From quarry's cry to distant land,
They carry dreams with purpose tight.
Engines hum a faithful song,
Guided hands with hearts of grit,
Where roads are rough and journeys long,
They never yield, they never quit.
With every load, both vast and strong,
They move the world, bit by bit.
Divine Consent Int'l , your name they bear,
With pride across the nations wide,
A company of strength and care,
On iron wheels, your hopes abide.
In every truck, a silent prayer —
For safe returns and honour’s ride.
