For Nelson Mandela

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Another voice was buried today
in the breeze,

scattered across the oceans,

trampled under the walls of time.

Another hope lost across
another song
trapped on on a record player
singing along for freedom
before a boy turned into a man
in a different decade.

Another voice clutching to a piece
of paper,

lost across the years
whispering hope.

Another child bleach blonde
who thought nothing would change
barrelling it at college
across libraries
and classrooms
like altars.

How wrong I was.

 

 

(NB. when Nelson Mandela was released after so many years imprisonment, I thought we would never hear from him ever again. How wrong I was. R.I.P.)

Nelson Mandela

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Andy N

Wed 18th Dec 2013 12:51

thanks gray. glad you like it. the piece is as much about me as him as at that time i honestly didn't think he would make a difference. how wrong i was!

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Gray Nicholls

Tue 17th Dec 2013 13:16

a fitting tribute for what looks like a great man who made a difference. i can relate to this well.

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