To the man who hated monuments
They built a monument.
From the man who despised idols
They manufactured an idol.
How many deaths can a man die
(Not counting the least one,
The death of his body)?
Bearded priests-
Deaf to the gospel
Of the thirteenth apostle-
Charged the red corner
With broken mirrors
Tore a man from his name
And sold a caricature,
Turned poetry
Into headlines and slogans.
And a pistol shot
Drove its full stop
Into the April evening,
Into the bull elephant’s heart.
To the man who hated monuments
They built a monument.
From the man who despised idols
They manufactured an idol.
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