Stevie Smith(1902–1971)
Mr. Over
Mr. Over is dead
He died fighting and true
And on his tombstone they wrote
Over to You.
And who pray is this You
To whom Mr. Over is gone
Oh if we only knew that
We should not do wrong.
But who is this beautiful You
We all of us long for so much
Is he not our friend and our brother
Our father and such
Yes he is this and much more
This is but a portion
A sea-drop in a bucket
Taken from the ocean
So the voices spake
Softly above my head
And a voice in my heart cried: Follow
Where he has led
And a devil's voice cried: Happy
Happy the dead.