 Posted - 22 Dec 2012 : 03:52:25    |
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I want to join the countless number of people around the globe celebrating the life of Nelson Mandela. And for everything that he lived and died for, I dedicate this poem to those who are inspired by him and see themselves in the words and meaning of the poem.
Somehow deep within the confines of your conscience Somehow deep within the corridors of your most basic instincts And somehow deep within your capacity to bring out the best of your humanity something refused to give up something refused to surrender completely. This is our sense of what is right our sense of what is humane and acceptable. This is our sense of the struggle the one that is within us and the one we wage on behalf of each other. This is our sense of what is right.
our sense of what is the truth; what is humane and acceptable. There are people who have been committed and are sincere to their beliefs and principles. They have refused to compromise their ideals or themselves. There are people who suffered the alienation separated from family and country.
They refused to join those who corrupt or be corrupted. They refused to join the ranks of those who victimized or become victims those who turn a deaf ear and a blind eye and harden their hearts at the plight of others. And admist the rancor and the clamor the silent flow of the river Gambia they maintain their quiet but dignified existence. They are also within the ranks of the Diaspora. Some have been silent, others have broken their silence they give expression to their convictions. People have found their voices again.
Let silence no longer be an option. |