A warrior went to rest today.
I stand not knowing what to say.
His work will likely long endure
Because his cause and heart were pure.

He spent his life in a battle few
Would ever have the courage to.
He took on power, greed and hate
With love and justice - he was great.

He stood to face the evil foe
Who live where ivory towers grow.
He never backed from fear or wear
For his cause, he was just - there.

He helped the injured and the poor
So that these people could endure.
He never saw himself above
But rather fought for them with love.

He fought with every strength he had
He fought even when things went bad.
You always knew just where he stood -
And always knew his heart was good.

As the end of his own war drew near
He made sure that all would hear
Though pain remained, he had to gaff
Just to make his loved ones laugh.

For him it was not about his life
Or recognition for his strife.
But rather it was all about
Those who live their lives without.

We feel a loss today, I know
In fact I cannot rightly show
The way that I feel for this man
But I have tried the best I can.

My friend and I - we met so late -
But such is oft the hand of fate.
As I write, I realize just what to say:

Grover, you are loved by many and respected by many more.  
Rest in peace, my friend and warrior.

"No man is
above the law,
and no man is
below it.  Nor do
we require any
permission when
we require him
to obey it."

Theodore Roosevelt
Grover G. Hankins:  Of Counsel (Deceased)