Friday, February 10, 2012

TO MANDELA

Of all the joys we get,
and desire more, we can.
They who in dreams met,
the lonely despair of a man!

Of all the joys we give,
and desire more, we can.
Ease the pain and relieve,
a race - put under petty ban!

What if the skin was black,
dark eyes with mind so pure?
Its that, the whites were slack,
and a devil's brain had no cure!


Prasenjit©1997-2012

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