A great man he was
His body a float
From teen years, please note
No one knew it at all
The liberated stand tall
I say the truth
Foolish are the men
Ego driven the brethren
Such anguish they hold ( the brethren)
Jealous words they spoke
They know it not
Tragic their deeds
So I urge you all
Worship the great
They Lead you straight!
A great man he was
My uncle He Was
Bhavin