Thank You, Attorney Robert Hankowetz Poem by Dr.Suryaraju Mattimalla

O Robert, keeper of truth,
In a market noisy as it is, to break the silence,
You were against the storm,
Guarding the truth in the purest sense.

You have rescued me out of two times.
You made my grief To be heard when the gloomy powers attempted to quiet the complaint.
They were weapons in their hands with women, quite clever,
To suffocating chokemake me listen.

Once more, the government acts as insurer,
They attempted to strangle the fact I said.
but you, manly, did enter the combat,
A bright one in the time of darkness.

They told falsehoods and created false names,
Covering up their crimes.
They were all false and their history was torn.
Truth began with a kind of deception.

But you through their disguise you saw,
In sharp clear eyes defending truth.
Your tongue like a sword, thy brain like a shield,
You would not submit to persecution.

their fanatics, and their hate-filled shouts,
Was it unable to bend you, however they might say.
You represented righteousness, freedom of speech.
To be able to teach, to question, to contact.

Even in a garden once pure, thus hacked into pieces.
they made thorny and broke the heart.
The love, the peace we had, the beauty.
Now submerged in hatred and lies they drew.

In this disorder you stood beside me,
Vindicating truth, and nothing to conceal.
You never bade us fee or reward,
To liberate us you struggled to do what was right.

Of speech, of dignity, a guardian!
You stood and told them their disgrace.
No bribage, no menace, no arms could move,
your steel-willed determination would not melt.

Even in the times when they can spread like fire,
Thou suppressed the fires With stern indignation.
In all wars, you never turned aside,
Thou hast been Truth, And thy spirit has not shaken, nor been lost.

And so long as you stand the truth will not die,
The spirit will fly due to your defense.
Your name in history Wilt fly, O Robert.
Always a hero of liberty.

The jasmine garden can be bleeding and weeping,
But your heritage, undaunted, never wakes.
Long truth live, long justice live, daring,
May you live long, you defender of the unknown.

By every ordeal, by every conflict,
You defended the cause of the light and truth.
And thankfully now I rise and say,
Thank you, Sir; you are the sentry.

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