- NELSON MANDELA

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I don't have words for the man
He's  an explain of kind and pure heart
Referred  as the father of the nation
He always had smile on his face
Without tears
He didn't rust without being recognised

As he dance ,comfort was so much big
His heart was so bigger
His intelligence  was so higher
As he rest may clouds cover the grave
As he gave

No man could match what he has stored
Into the hearts of the human mind
I decided not to rhyme cause
An honour has no rhythm  in his me

We have no say
You always had a way
The warmth in  heart can't be explained
You have exploited so much 
Came like a legend left like an icon

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