Remembering Youth day…

“Our children are our greatest treasure.”
-Nelson Mandela

children

Youth Day is a day South Africans pay tribute to the youth that was ambushed by the apartheid regime police in Soweto on 16 June 1976. On June 16, 1976, thousands of black students gathered to protest from their schools to Orlando Stadium. … Hundreds of students were killed as a result

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*Nkosi sikelel’ iAfrika (Xhosa)

“Nelson Mandela’s birthday is today, and the call is out for people everywhere to celebrate his birthday by acting on the idea that each person has the power to change the world.”

madiba quote

So today in honor of Nelson Mandela’s 100th birthday, people around the world are giving 67 minutes of their time to help another person. It’s a small gesture of solidarity with humanity and a step towards a global movement for good.

In the streets of the city
his light radiates,
in the hearts of our nation
his truth permeates.

Father of Africa,
your legacy survived,
we lift each other’s burdens,
so love can arise!

*The meaning of Nkosi sikelel’ iAfrika (Xhosa) is “God (Lord) Bless Africa”

For Satish

“Tell the truth, traveller, or you create issues hard to overcome later.”
― Elaina J. DavidsonThe Kinfire Tree

steve on mountain

Dedicated to my Sage also named *Satish by his friends from India, my beloved son.
Your honesty was truly noble……..

What happens when great Sages pass,
are their words lost
in a heedless morass,
does the sinkhole of broken dreams,
confine their residual beams!

Hold on to the raw honesty of being;
give courage to souls out there bleeding!

Crimson rivers of honesty,
inspire us
to grow consciously!

Keepsakes of what being human really means,
embedded with a soulful guarantee!

Particles of pain,
trying to explain!

throw down your mask,
and pen
dark rhapsodies,
relinquish this hollow humanity…

*The name Satish means “one who speaks the truth”.

©AllysoAlly2018

Halls of Admiration

“Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.”― Kahlil Gibran

love lost

these are the words I heard them say;
that he would always make a way,
to be kind and generous,
despite his pain,
a hero,
the tears can’t contain!

he found vulnerability,
a beautiful thing.
their words,
their messages,
to them I cling!

he was real,
he was transparent,
voices filled the air.
in difficult circumstances,
and all he had to bear,
he’d give the shirt off his back,
and for the homeless,
he built a shack.

they said he was human,
the way we are meant to be,
though in humility
he could not see,
how he stood by a friend
when others condemned.

in his truest nature
he was soft,
he helped the broken when they were lost!

a big hearted man,
their best friend,
they are broken because
of his journey’s end!

“he believed in me when I didn’t believe in myself”,
these word imprinted
at his farewell!

he never tried to hide who he was,
honest,
caring,
he made them laugh!

the cherished moments they spent with him,
he touched their lives,
never judged their sins.
the wisdom he bestowed,
supportive,
his kindness flowed!

for some he was their only true friend,
his death they cannot
comprehend.

pretence was never his thing,
a dreamer,
with heavenly wings.

“i have never met a man like him”,
his words were true,
his light never dim!

“i’m thankful he was in my life,
he was so real”,
he was inspired!

“no one understood me like he did”,
he was passionate about
the life he lived!

but in the end when wounds seeped out,
he felt so lonely,
he was filled with doubts!

by his side i have always remained,
the light of my life,
i’ve made peace with shame.

i nursed him when his world got shattered,
my boy,
my son,
only our love really mattered……

in my eyes he was such a forgiving soul,
no bitterness in his heart
would hold!

so pay it forward for my Son,
be light,
be grace,
love everyone!

for in truth,
he was a wounded being,
broken,
bruised,
forever seeking….

In his death he has
been given rest,
be kind,
would have been his last request…

©AllysoAlly2017