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Weep No More Madiba

An Elegy for Anti-apartheid icon Nelson Mandela Oh Madiba! My Warrior! My Rolihlahla! Madiba a proud warrior of ancestral savannah Thousands of your children sing your name Many of your children chant your fame Your fame that flows like blood in our veins All veins are broken for the loss of a great son A son we stood tall, proud and strong A strong tree has fallen and is now cruising along Tell me Madiba! Tell me Rolihlahla Is this your bow that is broken? This bow that once shot western kings Now sleeping in the Lord of the rings You were taken forever from your children You were taken deep into the woods Torn and tortured in the dungeon of great pain Only to be gathered and think off in our brain Weep no more Madiba! Weep no more great son of Africa Now, like never before we are standing together as one Freedom you fought, we’ve had for many a day God be with your soul great Madiba as we mourn and pray The Poet Preacher 1 © 2013

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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