Nelson and he was a Mandela.
I here the drum beats,
The thump of your heart alive.
Joannaah and give me hope.
My only argument against media,
They are so mediocre.
You can never die,
Just as not Gandhi,
Martin Luther King,
And many others,
Not to forget Abraham Lincoln.
Today is a great day,
A soul stands immortalized.
But they know not,
Your stark eyes,
Peering through the bars,
Made not of steel,
But of human ignorance,
Illuminate, laser cut,
Break and devastate,
The narrow alleys,
Of our shared minds.
Hardik Mahesh Vaidya
On the Glorious death of Shree Nelson Mandela.
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