and around the four geographical cardinals,
Mandela, Mandela, Mandela
...heaviness mount our hearts with your silence for a response,
probably, the remaining sheep among the known flock has also departed.
I can heed, yeah, I can heed him from the land of the departed,
like the Christ, he Mandela tumbles...
"inhabitants of the world, mourn the future of your children, not me".
If tomorrow , the day after today, we can ,
but only join the bandwagon of goats in their
missions of slaughtering the envious future, today,
under the cloak of leadership...
"why mourn me rather than mourning your children's good ?
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