Madiba,
Did you see the moon trembled?
A leaf fell down the tree.
I believed you could become a bridge
Between me and the universe.
I’m not colorful
And I know
I have bright rights written on the leaf.
But let me ask:
What would you discuss
Under the moonlight
On the bridge
On a peaceful day
With a dictator,
Madiba?
© Aazam Abidov – 2014
