MANDELA REMEMBERED

  MANDELA REMEMBERED       

On wings of hope unfettered

He soars now towards the sun

His daily battles made manifest

A fight that is not yet won

The streets were not stained with blood

But flowing in rivers of red

It seemed a madness never to be stopped

An injustice never to be shed

After 27 years in a prison cell

A terrorist and thug he was called

But when released that brilliant smile

Was for much more than leaving the gray walls

It was for hope of better days to come

A dream of making  his country one

Many doubted his words that day

But he knew that it would be done

When asked how he would seek revenge 

For the years of torture and strife

He smiled once more and said I must forgive

Lest my soul be imprisoned for life

 

J Brady Thomas