The Young Mandela Poem by Aston Marley

The Young Mandela



Where's your faith? It's true that we all need help here or there.
Don't compare a jungle to a zoo, do you believe only in what you see; people are dying everyday due to ignorant and love for vanity.

Do you remember when you're down and no one was paying you attention. You're here today with the grace of God, keep the fire burning always; don't worry about the pain of the fame. Am the young Mandela, keeping the positivism of a legend alive.

You can do your things in your own way, avoid the copycats with no ambition. Don't fall into the pit of mediocre, keep your sanity alive. The youths of Africa need to wake up from their deep slumber, and save this continent from neocolonialism.

The Young Mandela
Saturday, March 18, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: africa,african poem
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