I remember that day in black and white -
For the world was drained dry of colours
By the men of money-worries and limitations,
Backed by the looters of imaginations.
Over a thousand sleeps before
We celebrated a beginning
That only you could invent.
From day one the changes rang
And our country joined the nations.
So many forces were riled and irate
That the progress was clearly good.
In the following years of crash through
We learned the meaning of reform.
You led us into new avenues
And you smashed the dreary norm.
The headlines railed against you
And your own undermined you;
But we still have the prizes –
Nobody dismantled the best of you.
On the day of betrayal
I stood on the triangle’s lawns
Utterly astonished by your dignity.
I still hoped summer was about to begin
But instead dreaded winter was inducted.
Today the traitorous mongrel praises you
In his infinite hypocrisy.
On that day he murdered you
And would have killed us all
In order to steal your power.
Your grace and serenity saved us.
The election was a farce,
Hip-pockets jangling with cadence
And ignorance paraded as prudence.
Again you stood tall and placid,
Though replaced by a fool
With a mind so flaccid
That he could only gloat,
Pouring acid on aspiration –
Fear mongering -
Promising manacles and meanness.
Now, today, we mourn a great man.