The Baobab has fallen

In a tiny village of Mzevo lies the great Baobab Tree
Once concealed for 27 seven years for none to see
It rose to set both Black and
white free
Sadly, it has now fallen and we ask; what will be?
Qunu is its resting place
The Baobab loved everyone despite their race
All children sought after the Baobab’s face
The world would be better if we all learnt not to hate
Powerful in life but mightier in death
The people are in disbelief and everyone holds their breath
Rooted in Africa but bore fruits to the entire earth
The Baobab reigned peacefully unlike Macbeth
Death’s wrath struck the people like a fierce sword
At home and even abroad
They now offer their endless applaud
Because The Baobab loved all like God
With jubilation, hysteria and euphoria the people pay homage
Hence in The Baobab they had courage
After all, it was The Baobab that freed them from their bondage
Reconciliation, compassion and forgiveness was The Baobab’s message
The Baobab was an ordinary yet extraordinary being
In heaven angels sing
Because though it has not a single wing
The Baobab is now watered by the King!
Robala ka kgotso Ntate Nelson Rolihlahla Mandela!