Fall

It was raining when I heard.

The bright, blue face darkens

And shuts its fiery eye

In anguish.

Night is falling.

 

The dark, star-studded face

Clouds over with grief

Dark furrows knit

The sky-brow.

And the heavens dissolve

Into tears.

The rain is falling.

 

The wind howls in agony -

The trees tear out their hair;

The frogs and the crickets

Croak and screech a warrior’s dirge.

The lightning thunders his displeasure

And the stars, in their grief,

Hide their faces.

Daybreak finds their tears

Still fresh upon the grass.

Dawn finds us forlorn

And the morning brings us mourning -

 

Madiba is fallen.

 

 

Author's Note

Heaven weeps.

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[Sami Khalil]

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