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The Stench of Prejudice …

“Usilethela Uxolo” – “Nelson Mandela Brings Us Peace” by Stompie Mavi from the documentary “Amandla!: A Revolution in Four-Part Harmony” by Lee Hirsch

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“Amandla!: A Revolution in Four-Part Harmony”

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from google

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The Stench of Prejudice …

When silent prejudice strikes,

in living rooms with plumped-up sofas,

a quietly insidious venom begins to seep,

into the consciousness of the chattering ones as they sleep …

The beliefs held so true and so deep,

are stripped of all feeling,

empty and hollow and without compassion,

as the conceit grows in the chests of those with righteous passion …

The prejudice once firmly entrenched,

is worn like a warm and comforting shawl,

needing precious little to compound and to mutate,

into the doctrines of superiority, racism, misogyny, gay-bashing,

and of intoxicating hate …

We are all guilty of succumbing to this silent pervasive plague,

as we sip martinis and laugh and shovel more food on our heaving plates,

as we slip into pleasantly inebriated moments we dare not care,

to smell the stench of hate and of prejudice and of greed wafting in the cool evening air …

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“Stimela” – “Coal Train” by Hugh Masekela – from the documentary “Amandla!: A Revolution in Four-Part Harmony”

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from google

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My tribute to Hugh Masekela published:

http://www.polity.org.za/article/hamba-kahle-bra-hugh-a-poem-by-afzal-moolla-2018-01-23

Hamba Kahle, Bra Hugh.

(1939 – 2018)

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

for the music shall live on.

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.

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 …

https://www.timeslive.co.za/tshisa-live/tshisa-live/2018-01-23-breaking-legendary-musician-hugh-masekela-has-died-report/

Bra Hugh ✌👍✊

for more on Hugh Masekela:

http://www.hughmasekela.co.za

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Hugh Masekela - Giant of Jazz

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