here in my little place suddenly 8 thousand miles from home
the news came just half a sentence R.I.P.
Madiba
always had that smile even ensconced in a fur hat
on a cold July in stadium lights what a happy night
waving at crowds at us, can it be us now waving goodbye
Bulela Madiba
even my childhood is not the same
without your courage casting light backwards
saving my innocence from ignorance & shame
Bulela Tata Madiba
for the years you spent away from your home in Qunu
& your happiest days look now we all come to you
No comments:
Post a Comment