Destined for the throne
Designed to reign
To rule and to lead
Through the valleys and mountains of Africa
He had neither beauty nor comeliness
Born a weakling and a crippling
Crawled when his mates walked
With eyes sunken in its orbits
He scavenged for food
Like the vultures of the fields
Eternally doomed for stagnation
Yet bred from a spectacular blend
A pedigree of strength and character
Sundiata of Mali !
Is an adventure
From the heart of Africa
History is of the old and ancient
But great lessons sprout forth
For generations yet unbirthed
God's mysteries none can fathom
And man's resolve none can defy
It tells of a life living in his dreams
And a destiny crying for fulfilment
A great king trapped
In the body of a mangled child
How can that be ?
Despised degraded
Treated as less human
Then his season came
His moment arrived on the wings of the wind
Sundiata the weakling
Now a lad of full strength
Who bellowed in thunderous voices of command
The greatest warrior ever
The rejected now the celebrated
Oh Sundiata Of Mali !
The conquering lion of the desert
He was to the rise and fall of many
Feared but greatly loved
Conquering but never conquered
A lesson in willpower and courage
Patience is a virtue of great minds
Humility is the way of the superior
For moments of life do fade away
But those to come will decide
If memories of you is worth a thing
This great king of Mali
Lived for history
And for veneration of a name
That will last forever
He went in the glory of the blazing sun
Across lands and shores undefined
He breathed out an eternal legacy
Of humility , patience and courage
For his power lay in his deeds
And in a heart full of love
Will you live to be venerated
Long after your exit?
Will your name evoke sweet memories?
Will it emit the fragrances of the wild?
Will your kindness be spoken of
Centuries after you are gone?
In circles of unborn posterity
Will you be immortalized?
In the hearts of the future?
This is a message from Mali
From the seventh and the last
The fearless and the unconquered
Real life is giving of yourself to humanity
A legacy that will bind you together
With the hearts of the infinite times
Patience is a virtue that rides
With the mildest of storms
Stories are meant to fade
With the winds of destiny
Bravery is the courage to thread alone
Never relenting until stories are changed
This is another message from Mali
Thank you for stopping by my neighbourhood.
Thanking @gbenga for the badge.
Never tired of giving us inspirational article....kudos and keep it up Ma.
Thank you @anjiba, you are always on point
Nice one
Thank you i-am-sirtoyen. I appreciate your dropping by.
Nice one.
Thanks
Mumsy.. Na u Biko.. I sight u. Even untalented 2, u were still able to form a poem out of it.. Ur really good.
Thank you so much. Poetry is inate , in my blood....... Hahaha I can't help it . But you scarce o
I love this post God bless u more
Thank you so much.