°°•Hail Madiba•°°
"Let there be work and bread for our father was not lazy. Let there be water and salt for all because he who work must eat. Yes our fathers have water the land, With their blood, their sweat and tears. We dance in the market place to celebrate, For our wounds are getting heal. Our Iroko the roof over helpless forks, Church for polisinner and the colorphobia. We've been set among the pinnacle, and our father has touch the heavens. Freedom have been bought with arm struggle mix with jix of sages. May the fire you light burn in our marrows, May we never see rest until our generations is free. May we know not peace until our children sleep in comfort. May your unconqushable light lite our part to oneness, May our ubuntu knows no boundaries. #VivaMadiba #UbutunMadiba #ÀdupéMadiba #NmanmaMadiba #ForzaMadiba ©ÈníÒbánKé: The Ghosts diaries