Bury him where you will

Masters of the day,

You cannot ever bury

His work, his legacy,

 

He took no help from god

For his mission among the legion

Of the oppressed; his godless humanism

Was more spiritual than religion.

 

His  school-drop-out pen

Vanquished the literati;

He taught the learned to think

Of  justice and equality.

 

If only the bigoted North

Would take a leaf from him,

These brutal times may yet return

To some redeeming shame.

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