Voice of an angel and of truth,
Each word from it, carried weight and
Piercing the heart, soul and mind
On this day,50 years ago, on this day in 1964,
A baby's cry was heard, from a low and poor aboard,
So his steps to greatness was seen as impossible,
But greatness is a journey, it begins with the impossible and turns into the unforgettable,
A man sinned against than he ever sinned,
Yet he forgave and cried for peace, justice, unity, freedom and more
Light in the darkness to the poor, hope to the oppressed,
Key to freedom, one whose instinct is to free captives
Though life short, impacts lingers on,
One with whom everyone seeks to be like,
His birth not a mistake but a glory to the world
Lucky Dube like Peter Tosh and Bob Marley,
Gave to music it true definition.
Teach us more, even in the grave!
Happy birthday to you King Lucky Dube!
Reggae and rastas wish you well
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem