I Shook the Madiba

I Shook the Madiba

[For Nelson Mandela]

I shook the madiba.

his hands

not his resolve

his hands

not those granite particles of light

harnessed in the forge of prison gloom


I shook the madiba

his fingers

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.

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