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Mahatma Gandhi: Oct.2, 1869-Jan.30,1948 In Birla House, his gatherings Bapu Greeted with prayers, solace, and comfort And cheerfully rose, clasping hands with few Humming Vashnava Jana To in sort. In frisky style Bapu exited door To trail of family and friends in cue To greet gatherers cheering by the score Whispering, Ram, Ram, Sita Ram; Bless you. Stepping out on the lawn, Bapu sparkled A Light to the world beyond India To sudden bullets from Nathuram, filled With anger, darkness in the arena. Assassination of Bapu blinded This whole wide world that is so corrupted.

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