That they were born our world rejoiced
That they were born we raised our voices
That they were born we sobbed in tears
The world was doomed, the monsters they were
That he was born the carnage was staged
Brutality swallowed mutuality
Hate betrayed harmony, acrimony buried love
Nations against nations, war in the world the second time
That he was born, terror in the land
That fateful day sorrow filled our hearts
Handy darkness like umbrella shielded the earth
In the ninth month, the twin had fallen, the world was wailing
That he was born, the coup was staged
The reign of tyranny, our sole memory of him
Oppression like a heavy load breaking their necks,
The gift he gave, absolute ruler wanting to ever reign.
That he was born, the freedom he fought
Apartheid torn apart like an old fabric
All are same, one and equal now all are
The sacrifice of one man
That he was born, motor can run
That he was born planes can fly
That he was born the world reduced
To a little room, I'm where you are
What shall we write that you were born?
Will in peace our world dwell or in pieces?
Will your memory a blessing or a curse be?
Make the most of time that you are born!
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