I love to hate apartheid and I hate to love it,
Because to me it is a symbol of oppression.
It is a manifestation of inequality and inhumanity,
A tall wall of division and demarcation
That had separated man from his fellow man.
I love to love the man whose heart for freedom sought
And whose hands for freedom fought.
They jailed him, but iron gates could not bar the truth he said
And the price of freedom in full he paid.
For never was a freedom of more cost
Than this of Mandela and his years lost.
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Author:
Isaiah Ogedegbe (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A glowing tribute to the late former President of South Africa, Nelson Mandela. This poem not only eulogises him as a freedom fighter, but also highlights his great life defined by sacrificial leadership.
- Category: Sociopolitical
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A beautiful tribute but they were not years lost any more than Gandhi for without them the laws might not have tumbled so soon. Good write
Nelson Mandela paid a heavy price for his principles and the freedoms he helped to bring about. The world knows it and you have provided a reminder in troubled times that the principles he stood for can still exist. Thanks.
great write with a passionate message
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