one day, when the interested see interesting
from the breeze we swing with
and the mystery of history makes sense
when the time between those
whose prose
like an Angel’s song goes
leaves you breathless
with reverence

and if their stint
the glint
on eon
still left a mark that lights the dark
on our collective character reference
like fingerprint
then wouldn’t it be a proud moment to know
as if we could
that we stood with humblest of them
as if hovering on horizon
like a star



         Nelson Rolihlala Madiba



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