The Colossus Poem by Niki Nicholas Nkuna

Amongst the courageous leaders of the movement
He emerged like the leader of the jungle, the leader of the pack
Overwhelmed by the thickness of the bush, large and tall trees
Away from the attention of the mean
He grew like the giraffe but with an overwhelming strength of an elephant
Prepared to pick, stroke and defend the meek and the lame beyond the love of his life

Beyond believe, he spoke in a voice that camouflaged the melody of the message
Beyond believe, he beckoned the wayward minds, some called them the young and restless
To pick a bone of wisdom
Beyond believe, he hugged the wicked despite decades of barricades and degradation
Beyond believe, he submerged himself in the deep of the sea
And be a beckon of light to the myriad of fish that ran helter-skelter
Relishing the light of freedom and unity

Like the sparse of light by the big star in the East
The psych of the world is drawn closer as if by the tentacles of the godly octopus
Yes, he is the last dancer, the stage is his, and the world is besotted by the truth
Thus, South Africa, the erstwhile desolate land is now encumbered by his love and wisdom

At last we sing and praise the rise and the eventual fall of the colossus
The rise so high enough and dwarfed the bleak of the present and the future
The fall, so silent like a bird’s feather that flew over the rose garden
And rise, and rise and rise to the obscurity of heaven’