I Named You Mandela Poem by Abu Afzal Saleh

There will be a small house in the corner of the greeny-garden
A boat on the river's bank
Picking up the paddy and shaking off the sweat,
I will call, Anjuman! Anjuman!
Love and affection will come out of the house
In a broken voice, ' Dad! Dad! Dady! '
I will tell you, father, I named you 'Mandela'.

The birds will call, ‘Alhamdulillah'!
The butterflies will dance, Joytu! Joytu!
How joyful! How joyful!