Adieu, Man Mandela
By Bayo Omolola
The humming of mosquito,
Disturbs never
The wall;
Never cracks
It is iron-made rack.
The wind that blew
‘And threw
The lees through
The Sieve
Never would it break a concrete wall well-fortified.
Nelson -
Man Mandela
Like an iron,
Strong unbendable,
Too tough for racists
Subtle as the language of humanity pervaded the ground
And the drum of freedom
Jumped and echoed humanity
And sanity.
Down at the radiant feet of Africa,
Rose one that offered care.
The iron resisted the uncaring benders.
The lion resisted color-based sadists
Even in the cage,
Where he lived with rage
Against injustice.
The lion’s roared
And the world knew.
Deep in thoughts and in deeds,
Strong in will
And in actions.
One man, too many for the perpetrators of racism,
Unique in actions at his tender age;
Unique in youthful days.
Unique in reactions at his point of exit.
Dead but alive.
He that resisted oppressions
And suppressed domination.
Unique Leader with words
And decent actions.
Considerate political path-maker
And office holder
The never hide the public folder.
Transparent
Never like other who cherishes house rent
And conversion to personal use government property.
Boxer that boxed two type of enemy and won:
It’s Nelson Mandela that fought racism and won.
He that fought death for long and won.
One man,
Too powerful for his enemies.
Friends of the world today
And tomorrow.
The man that never dies,
In transit you’re;
The man that will never die,
You’re Nelson Mandela:
Adieu, Mandiba!
Copyright 2013: Bayo Omolola, Baltimore, Maryland, USA
Toyin Falola
Department of History
The University of Texas at Austin
104 Inner Campus Drive
Austin, TX 78712-0220
USA
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512 475 7222 (fax)
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