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The Eagle Is Gone #RIPMANDELA

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The streams fled backward
The hills became valleys
The cloud birthed sunrays.

The sun rained and rained
The lions crowed and crowed
I smiled to cry.

The sky opened its door
A golden feet saw I at a glance
audaciously he trod
with a rod in his hand
Freedom pasted on his forehead
Equality wore him as cloth
Courage he had as his sandals.

A fist held he up
Victory signified
Madiba dignified.

The eagle is gone to rest
He has given humanity his best.

In honour of my father- Nelson Mandela.

~Kolade Olanrewaju Freedom

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