In Loving Memory Of Nelson Mandela Poem by chichichapatile mangochi

Our tears keep on falling
Too soon the champion of freedom
Gone…

Now they tell us to vorsek our weeping
For you…
Suppliers of your arrows
That tortured and silenced the tyrant's heart
Gone we thought were our sorrows
Our sufferings…
Yet crops wilt in a friendly sun
Watered by the rain of injustice

Your blood wasn't shed in vain
Nor your words fallen on deaf ears
A foot and wheel
Cannot in marathon compete
Or a rabbit in duel
Vanquish the elephant
But…!
One united mass of ants carries a cockroach away