I Salute You Christopher (Ode to Christopher Hitchens)

I salute you Christopher

I salute your life

How you played the dice

Your words will live in us

Timelessly insane

Explosive, fresh and wise

Some will just forget

Some will close their eyes

Some will turn the tide

I salute you Christopher

Whiskey raised and downed

You risked and you took the crown

Console yourselves

That a scientific death is better than a fairy tale

Of the eternal life

Control yourselves

Because the man in the sky is a tyrant and a lonely psychopath

Dreamed up to steal your minds

A horseman on a trial

A brilliant gentle wreck

With a brutal mouth for press

No submit, no compromise

Saint Christopher of the truth

And a destroyer of smoke screens and threats

They will learn to see in time

They will think before they refuse

The civilisation rules

I salute you Christopher

I declare you as our king

Or queen, depending on your mood