Ode To Nelson Mandela
A broken reed
Bleeding through the love pipes of social apartheid,
Got fixed after waging twenty seven logs of wood in
the iron woods of bars on him
Through his mouth,
The dumb trumpeted
And echoed, beating gongs
into the forested minds of men
in the distant woods
His retina sighted the blind
from obscurity of racisms
For a bullseye of the Morrow's pregnancies
So men sang a chorus
...Hail hail free Mandela
His skin wore shackles
His mind bore freedom
His speech spoke out chains
Unweaving the threads of apartheid
So men sang a chorus
...Hail hail free Mandela
Ode to Nelson Madiba Mandela's voice
of freedom
Copyright © Gideon Idudje | Year Posted 2020
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