It was here that we met.
In monism hearts melt.
here is where you where born.
So young but owner of all trees
Beneath this tree kins came and go
Taught to embrace and to rule;
To repel and to conquer.
Nature's at your call
Then they came;
They they forged gold masks.
Pretty looking yet so vile beneath.
As eye openers they came
But what we saw where shadows
Thus we didn't see at all
As rights lost, branches fell from this tree
Yet so strong the trunk remained
So embrace, repel, elope... your choice
Water passed before realization
Yet we realize a great mind fought
In the name of Mandela he came
A true Lamp light in our lost journey
He taught us to love and unite... a true monist
We will stand side by side
Water and nurture this leaveless trunk
A day will come when it would rise again
Flourish in fruits and blossom in flowers
Only a bright future can fulfill the the past
It was under this tree it began
And it will remain under this same tree.