In this public pit of the homeless Where the sun shines to scorn and bring tears In this dungeon of the helpless Where the moon unfolds to bring fear In this pit, land of caves, mountains and hills Where hunger tells the tale of poverty To suppress us into the tears of unrewarded labour As… Continue reading PREPARED TO DIE
He will come. Sure he will Like a NEPA official with his ladder To collect remuneration for last months’ NEPA bill, The bill for an epileptic power supply which was never used to our fill Sure he will come to confiscate our life-wire For the thief cometh only but to steal and kill. …Every fear… Continue reading TELL DEATH (a poem for Festus Iyayi and Mandela)
See, the stars adorn Madiba He’s trail the heaven’s path not pit. Frail plant but not him shall wither See- the stars adorn Madiba; A man who’s cause never cower E’en when hardship on his face lit. See! The stars adorn Madiba, He’s trail the heaven’s path, not pit!
Nelson Mandela You’re the idol Of freedom and peace For all humanity. You fought for freedom Made many sacrifices You set your goals And achieved them all. Not just Africa But the world’s proud For what you gave In a selfless way.
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)
Lord take these lines to the old lion, Madiba oh how his eyes still shine so full of life and I, seem to be wasting mine see, by the time he was my age he had already written the next page in the story of his nation’s great future for so many years he was… Continue reading MADIBA (Nelson Mandela by Oliver Sherman)
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
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