MADIBA
I wasn't there
In the village of Mvezo
And Transkei when gods celebrate Gadle Henry Mphakanyisma.
I wasn't there
When Madiba bow out 
Of Nonqaphi Nosekeni's womb with scent of promise
Murmuring the song of emancipation
I wasn't there
When King Ngubengcuka of Thembu people
Strapped the bags and gospel of struggle on the shoulders of Madiba.
I wasn't there
When Madiba, Anton, Tambo, Lembede, Sisulu, and Ashby Mda
Became the panthers' parading the coast of Africa.
I wasn't there
When Madiba shook tigers, lions and kissed their teeth 
And when he became the cobra of African forests.
I wasn't there
When Madiba wrestled with apartheid antelopes and elephants.
I wasn't there
When Madiba and his crew 
Grappled with the flag of perseverance, justice, tolerance and compassion.
But I read about his heart of a mighty shark
His dedication of a mother 
Strength and colour of African leopard.
  
(C)  A. ALI YANTAGWAYE
02: 26pm, Fri 06-12-2013                
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