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Aug 2020
I look into his eyes;
In the pictures in the videos
And I see hope
Not a man who was dying before our eyes
I see a man who found his purpose
Who gave hope to the black nation

I look into his eyes
And I see a warrior
Who wore a mask Everytime he stepped out to the public eye
To hide his pain and give hope to those who were still living

But as I look upon his face now
Eyes closed
I still feel the aura reaching out
Telling us not give hope up
For it is a gift that can never be destroyed

So I gaze upon his face
I feel proud of the man he showed us
The man we knew
The one whose strength we shall never comprehend
For it gave us hope
And in hope we shall remember him in.
I just feel his life was very difficult to go to public occasions as his life was ending but still smile and still live like it was normal like he had no pain is magical. Respect.
Written by
Rizer Ashaba  F/Uganda
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