Day 7

Nelson Mandela looks pretty frail these days. Day 7's poem is about him.


Weekend at Bernies

I hope Mandela doesn't die before the final
but if he does I hope people will have the decency
to still let him go,
give him a pair of sunglasses
put a vuvuzela in his mouth
and if there's a goal the people either side of him
can raise his arms in the air
and there'll be a close up on TV
and the commentator will say 'Look at Mr Mandela
having the time of his life'
because special people don't come along too often
and why not prolong their life as much as possible
even if it involves an overcoat
and being wheeled around on a little trolley.



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