And here I thought you were immortal. That there‘d never left, you would be always present, always with us.
Now what I will do, where I‘ll look. You will be the shining star in the sky more? I’ll have to look at that to talk to you?
I write with tears dear Father of Africa and us all.
Now you are totally free Madiba.
I know your thoughts, heard your voice, know your courage.
Now we know that you are no longer only in South Africa but will watch over us all like a Great Father.
Goodbye Tata Madiba, goodbye.