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Amina Moola ~ Madiba, Our Father

Thank you for gifting us with freedom,
Our country no longer needs to suffer with racism.

All the battles you fought,
All the justice you brought.

Our gratitude cannot comprehend,
The hardships you faced till the end.
You’ve put our lives on the mend.

To live our lives with no fear,
No need to even shed a tear.

The happiness you brought,
The unjust apartheid that you fought!

To live our lives without suffering,
Because you did,
Gave us hope for a better and brighter future.
 A lesson you taught,
could never be forgotten.

Our national hero says, "Never, never and never again
shall it be that this beautiful land will again
experience the oppression of one by another."
We will strive towards that, Madiba, our father.

Umtata Nelson Rolihlahla Mandela!
Live on forever …

© Amina Moola


  1. I love this poem, Amina! We should never forget what Mandela has meant to us as a nation.


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