Treasure Island

Moses Kainwo

(26th April 1955 / Freetown, Sierra Leone)

LETTER TO MANDELA: 11TH FEBRUARY,1990


Once in
Some in you go in with you
Your self
Your family
Your land
Sacrificing with you

Once out
Some in you come out with you
Your self
Your family
Your land
Forgiving with you

One thing
Yet knows no suffering
Knows no boundaries
Whether in or out of jail
Is your voice crowned

You know
All life in him
All light in him
All present in him
All future in him

Standing free
In your black
In your white
In your family
In your land

Saves the land
So, brother, hold on!

Submitted: Friday, May 22, 2009
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