Plume of Honour
It Was An Era Mankind Groan’d
Brute, Its Ruthless Fangs, Apartheid
Regime So Repressive, South Africans Moan’d
A Wail Of Laments, Less Than Slaves
O, Wept The Zulus, Aliens At Home
Where Is A Redeemer?
Where Is God?
Freedom Zealots Are Kill’d, Jail’d
Oliver Thambo, Nelson Mandela
“God Save Our Peoples”, Arch-Bishop Tutu Wail’d
And Fellow Libertarians, Ungather’d Abroad
Minutes, Years, Roll’d! Androll’d By
Where Is A Redeemer?
Where Is God?
Of Immortal Presence His Invisible Light
From The Heart Of Mandela Breath’d Forth This Torch
A Promise Of Love
A Promise Of Freedom
A Promise For Forgiveness
Virtues, Hate Or Death Could Never Overcome
In Praise And Resilience Scann’d The Minutes
In Faith And Hope Waited Mandela
In Dream Of Freedom
In Dream For Forgiveness
O, Madiba, Within Thy Ribs Beats The Heart Of An Angel
An African With Plume Of Honour
Copyright © Nestor Dzenchuo | Year Posted 2013
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