𝓣hat matchless wit, and gestures firm;
𝓐 leader tall, with gentle sway,
𝓛ike Sun he shone, shining his term!
𝓘n roads, he made, his inroads strong;
𝓗is reforms made the Lion roar,
𝓐nd yet he fought the battles long!
𝓘n Sangh he found his calling true;
𝓥ivid, his speeches set ablaze,
𝓐nd rapidly his stature grew!
𝓟ride too in heart, that he had sown;
𝓐 hope to live, A dream to dare,
𝓨es, like he sang, new songs his own!
𝓔mbrace his ambitions with pride!