NELSON'S STORY LIVES ON
At nine, lost a father
Raised by a single mother
Had to switch home
Not as a prince in a throne
Nelson's story lives on
Stripped of who he was
Forced to take an English name
And carry the weight of that shame
Made to wear a suit
Told to change his voice
But deep down he knew
He never really had a choice
The boy who slept on the floor
Chased cattle under the sun
Kept something burning inside
A knowing that he’d become someone
Years passed, he found his voice
Not too loud but firm and clear
He stood for those like him
With hope and not fear
He turned struggle into power
Loss into grace
Built more than a name
He gave struggle a bone.
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