I saw Gandhi
The old man going with sa styick
Smiling toothlessly
So simple in appearance,
A man of plain living and high thinking,
An apostle truth, non-violence and peace,
A votary of
So sincere and honest by heart
And in resolution
On the eve of Gandhi Jayanti
I saw him from close
Whlie passing by lonely Gandhi Square
The statue being spruced
For the 2nd of October celebration.
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