I was seven when I first heard his story.
I still hear the voices of his people screaming and chanting “Free Mandela”
And the voice of a female singing “Winnie Mandela”
It was the story of hope in the face of persecution
Strength and Will in the face of oppression
A woman standing as a soldier beside her husband
Laying their lives for the lives of the weak
A humble man giving up everything for an idea he believed in.
The idea of freedom and equity
He was broken in body but not in spirit
His pain would draw the light back to a generation riddled with darkness
His tears would be between him and his GOD
But his sacrifice was for all men
The sages say; in every generation, there are 36 Tzadiks (righteous hearts) on the earth
Sent to justify mankind’s continued existence before GOD
I believe Mandiba was one of them
A light in a dark society
A beacon of hope for generations to come
A seed of yesterday for a new breed of humanity
He came, he saw, he conquered!
Heaven has gained its angel back
A Star’s been lit up in the galaxies
And men will tell his story over and over again
AnElephant loves your tribute to the greatest man of his life time.
He pays his own small tribute today also, as he feels he must.
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True. Men will tell his story over and over again and that is how it must be. Beautiful lines!
Offer a few lines from me too – though it is near impossible to match his greatness:http://geetaanjalee.wordpress.com/2013/12/06/the-color-love-the-color-peace/
Thanks 🙂 will do
This one has been following me around the internet! 🙂 But so good though! Hate is definitely taught, but so is love. But not so many are as diligent in teaching or showing love. We all so much responsibility to show love, even when we would prefer to hate because someone has said or done something harmful – but hating back just creates darkness, and none of us need more darkness in our lives. He will be greatly missed!! 🙂
True.. Couldn’t have said it any better. This world will miss him indeed.