It was our suffering
and our tears
that nourished and kept him alive
their law that killed him.
Let no dirges be sung
no shrines be raised
to burden his memory;
men such as he
need no tombstones
to speak their fame.
Lay him down on a high mountain
that he may look
on the land he loved
the nation he died for
Men feared the fire of his soul…
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