Nelson Mandela , a poem

What YOU make , leaves another day , 

What smiles , goes numb marking an end , 

What you play ,  pauses on some way ,

Is anything permanent ? Is anything for forever ? 

You call it law of nature , I call it end of a journey , 

The days themselves are very ironic , 

Where I see a birthday at one corner , and ,

A legend passing by . 

It has to be special , it has to be serene , 

Be it welcoming someone or a bidding goodbye to an epic ,

The icon who has lived by million hearts , 

Does deserve a salute indeed .

I may not be able to recollect when did I read this name first , 

I may not remember the question to this answer , 

I may not remember his purpose , 

But I remember that great black president , 

I remember who broke all the jinx , 

I remember that leader in making ,

Who is now rest and all at peace in his coffin .

The truth is . . 

The nation lost his Granduer , the man behind all good ,

He who reconciled and brought in human rights ,

He who gained in harmony for all ,

He who dreamt of an Africa in peace with itself ,

The motherland lost her son , people lost their father .

Sir , that remarkable 95 chapters is an inspiration for all ,

Hope millions stick to this strongest wall ,

Hope millions walk on this path again ,

But , I must say ,

Another Legacy takes a leave , sheds his soul , 

Another man brought millions of breath at hold ,

Another man paths his way to HIM .

Sir , Nelson Mandela , I am happy you are up there , 

Help mend His creatures in a way like you , 

Lessen His burden , moulding His forms for better , 

I know He will allow you for sure , 

I know He will never say no to you , 

I am happy He called you up , there ,

You deserve the much needed rest , 

You deserve a divine home .

Welcome to heaven !

- Bharath R Rao , short of words