In Memorium for Lionel Murphy

Sandra Holmes

The Gods mourn and gather their rarest flowers,
To be woven by the muses,
In glorious garlands of remembrance,
Of Lionel Murphy,
Whose noble purpose and compassion for humanity,
Raised him high above; the common clay,
A shining star to inspire us
And light the way,
On stoney pathways to justice and human dignity,
The temple of democratic law he built,
Stone by stone,
Endures forever, with his good name.

Copyright 1986