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63 To turn off the tap It surely pays Your head to save Though hard, hold back The urge to stop The massive loss impending No blame is yours under such sky When mute like wood You choose to sit and watch Ship Captain heeding him no voice Sail on and on and starts Gliding on turbulent rapid’s edge Hail Mandela (For Nelson Mandela, first published in The Post) Mandela all hail He sought no bail The muscle of his brain Used he with strain Sustained a sprain Endured the pain To gain For none to fail ...

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