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Hamba Kahle, Bra Hugh (A poem by Afzal Moolla)

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Hamba Kahle, Bra Hugh (A poem by Afzal Moolla)

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Hugh Masekela

23rd January 2018

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The music has fallen silent today, but for the briefest of moments,

for the music shall live on.

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Bra Hugh has left us, he has left this earthly abode to join the giants of jazz who shall welcome him with warm embraces.

Bra Hugh was a legend, a word used often, but today all the more true.

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When his trumpet sang the heart-rending tones of exile,

the principled, vibrant, steadfast resistance to tyranny,

the freight train barrelling down, shaking the ramparts of Apartheid brutality,

the harsh pain of a people, fighting the oppression of racial segregation,

through it all,

Bra Hugh was there.

 

Bra Hugh was there in Sof'town,

in old Kofifi,

walking tall with his comrades-in-song,

Bra Hugh was there in Alexandra, among the people, as he always was,

Bra Hugh played his 'Soweto Blues',

and it rang out loud,

shaking the foundations of hegemony and racism.

 

Bra Hugh has passed on.

yet Bra Hugh lives on.

Bra Hugh is hewn into the fabric of South Africa,

he mingles in the blowing winds,

in the African rains,

in the spirit of a people that can never be blunted,

Bra Hugh lives and walks amongst us still,

Bra Hugh lives on,

just as his principles,
his values,
his music,

always will.


Hamba Kahle Hugh Masekela!

Amandla! Awethu!

Matla ke a Rona!

The Struggles Continue ...

 

Afzal Moolla was born in Delhi, India while his parents were in exile, working as political exiles against Apartheid in South Africa. He then travelled wherever his parent’s work took them, spending time in Egypt, Finland, and Iran.  Afzal works and lives in Johannesburg, South Africa.

This poem was first published on Afzal Moolla's personal blog.

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