I Shook the Madiba
[For Nelson Mandela]
I shook the madiba.
not his resolve
not those granite particles of light
harnessed in the forge of prison gloom
I shook the madiba
soft as sacrament:
how could so hard a heart build so soft a soulj
behind lock and keys,
soft, as software for weaning our world
of its wicked weights
soft, yet firm on paddles
across perfidious waters
turning to granite
to build the demo rocks that outlast robben island.
Anaele Ihuoma/Asssociation of Nigerian Authors, Rivers State branch. Poem from a forthcoming collection, Whispers of Angels.