Farewell trusted lieutenant
Like the others you surrender
‘Gainst the grim reaping contingent
There’s no earthly rejoinder.
No shrine to your successes
No praise from men of reputation
Will count as nation assesses
If you’re worthy of exaltation.
Weapons to persuade the masses
Beacons to enlighten history
Use them on the confused classes
How to win them is no mystery.
No right of reply when dead
No law after life on defamation
But fear not, trusted comrade
We secure your immortalisation.
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