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O the irony

It’s not enough they did something wrong. What is really bad is they know nothing will happen because they are part of a system that pretends Black people don’t work hard enough but white people do because they can pay bribes.

With money made from slavery, colonization and exploitation of the poor.

Meanwhile the “liberal” media reports on whether the “kids” did anything wrong and should be punished for it.

Today’s Thoughts – RIP Tuku

Today I sat and was listening to Whitney. I thought about how her daughter died after her and was thinking that some people just die but some die of heartbreak.

The inability to continue without a loved one.

Maybe they are in heaven saying “No father someone must come with me”, “ Someone must help me get this place ready for those that are coming”

A few hours later I’m sitting at work and I see RIP tuku. I think no, I hope it is fake news. You always want it to be fake news when you do not agree with it right?

Then I go check twitter and it’s true the legend is gone. It seems like all the legends are dying my father included among them.

Last year I was so sad when Hugh Masekela died, I thought o man I will never get to see him perform. When I saw Tuku I had been telling my mum that I need to see him before he dies. I guess my dream came true. He was excellent he had his wife on stage as well which was cute.

I remember seeing a video of him talking about his friend Hugh when he died. He was saying he has even come kumusha with me. It’s not every friend that goes to your home home with you. I think if you are African you can understand this.

They died on the same day. To go with a loved one is amazing for those that are going but terrible for those that are left behind. Double the loss but would we have one of our own alone up there? Someone must go first. Someone must go and setup things, tell us how the journey is, make way for us and clear the path.

I have been coming to terms with the idea that it is “God’s will” and I cannot change it, I cannot challenge it, I must accept it and know that it’s for the best.

We can have no ancestors without death, we can never see heaven without death, we can’t appreciate life without death.

All that to say Tuku RIP

May your music continue to connect me to those I have lost my gogo, dadi and to those living my mother and those I wish could have seen you. 

The Other Love – On Love from Africa Selections

They make you laugh

Then they hurt or annoy you

They “borrow” and break your things,

But would give you the world in a heartbeat

They defend you ferociously but will correct you when you’re wrong, even from across the globe

There is nothing they won’t do for you but sometimes they want way too much from you

Endless laughter keeps us going, even when it seems the world is against us

Anger between us is only temporary because the love we have for each other is never ending

My home, my heart, my friends, my blood, my family

I love you all way too much

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And these are my final thoughts on Love from Africa

Who Hurt You – On Love From Africa Selections

Who hurt me?

You did

Why am I so bitter?

Well that time that you hit on my friend, ye that time, ye that made me bitter

Why don’t I trust you?

Well I just went through your phone

Why do I care about what other people are saying?

Well they just showed me your two other girlfriends

Why do I need to put a label on everything?

Well it’s the last little dignity I have

Why am I leaving

Because you hurt me

Why do I think you are like every other guy?

Well every other guy asked me the same question, then went on to do the same things

So again who hurt me?

You did

#TThoughts on Love From Africa