THE GREAT FALL

Iroko has fallen in the forest The forest becomes silent Mongudu is dead. Who shall pay the debt? The king of the jungle died In the quest of freedom Who shall then roar like the king? The sun has faded to bring us night Who shall light our path? To claim our freedom right

NELSON MANDELA: I AM PREPARED TO DIE (by Lee Bob Black)

I am the First Accused the question of violence I planned sabotage I did not plan it in a spirit of recklessness nor because I have any love of violence a calm and sober assessment of the political situation years of tyranny, exploitation, and oppression of my people violence by the African people had become… Continue reading NELSON MANDELA: I AM PREPARED TO DIE (by Lee Bob Black)

TAKE A STROLL

  Before you close your eyes And bow out in grandeur Before you cease to know That the sun rises to keep the day And the stars dot the cloud at night Listen to your voice in me Life has everything to draw From the prints of yours upon sand Times will count down And… Continue reading TAKE A STROLL

OUR PRIDE, NELSON MANDELA

N ever shall I forget Mandela, the E pitome of goodness and justice L ikeness of loyal men, a S age with a salient service O ptimist in the midst of doubts N Noble among our men M an as bold as palace priest A uthor and mover of great visions N ever stopping, never… Continue reading OUR PRIDE, NELSON MANDELA

NOT BEFORE THE FLASHBULB CREW (for Madiba Nelson Rolihlahla Mandela)

Madiba, my eyes remain dry, my lips yet un-tense Yes, I have not shed a tear (I hope that makes sense) Since the many lips started wagging in anticipation Eyes shedding false tears, mine I held in constipation. Should I have wept that the iroko shook in a breeze? My tears should not for that… Continue reading NOT BEFORE THE FLASHBULB CREW (for Madiba Nelson Rolihlahla Mandela)