The ride was not simple, but ruthless;
for he went without any sound.
He traded his life with an auspice.
Many says he is a collection of braveness
for he leaves his country profound.
The man who remains fearless.
He picked up the paintbrush with graveness,
and draws something that would resound.
He traded his life with an auspice.
But he always remained guileless —
so to afford the cheers when the world astound.
The man who remains fearless.
He would ensure his people with faithfulness,
— he knows his country is not stacks of mound.
He traded his life with an auspice.
When we announced his death; I guess
the skyline drops to clear the way for Greatness:
The man who remains fearless.
He traded his life with an auspice.
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