Sorrow and tears fill our skies,
In our hearts we’re clouded with cries.
Noble and true is the man you were,
Sadly to some, who you were is a blur.
But our love for you will never fade,
For you were prepared to die so we could be great.
Iconic, a man of virtue,
Strong, you stood though they tried to hurt you.
Tears of sorrow, tears of joy,
You were South Africa’s very own knightly Troy.
A child of morality, a man of peace,
Your legacy will never ever cease.
You left us in gloom, you left us to cry,
But in reality, you let us all smile.
I love you Madiba, and so does South Africa,
You’re a legend, a mentor, our beloved father…
Worded Sorrow 