where are instigators of peace?, the poets are dead dead dead in this country of ours and politicians are doing doggystyle at broad daylight , and you guys are just chilling as if everything is okay . death of arts , death of cultu—fuck man i hate the word culture for it is used as ticket to corruption now.
grand master i write this with the spirit of zim ngqawana haunting me , tormenting me about the case in marikana , the slaughter of the innocent , the wreched of the earth..
when i met zim i 2003 i was so upbeat thinking that i know the man and his music so as i was talking to him he almost reiterated what mongezi feza said in uk when he was admitted to hospital which led to him being electrotuded which was disguised as some kind of therapy and ultimately led to his death. he said to the personnel there and i quote him ‘you ain’t gonna know me cause you think you know me’
that was exactly what zim said to me but philosophycally. he said if i want to know and understand him i have to start from the beginning i.e his first notable album , san song
admitting though that i only bought san song , his first notable album 3 months before his passing and even then i did not take much interest in it as i was still blown away by the one you sent me , zimology live in bird’s eye switzerland
then 3 months before the marikana massacre i found my self very much in love with his 1st album san song and 2 songs in particular , ode and migrant workers .
but now i will talk of the song , migrant workers because there are 2 versions of the same song by
grandmaster zim himself., the san song version and vadzimu version. in vadzimu it is only one version , jovial non prophetic , just an easylistening version.
in san song it is this long solemn ‘ nail in the heart ‘ version .telling the story of a migrant worker at home , on a train to the mines leaving his family behind and at the mines with harsh working conditions at the mines . infact it accounts to the bleak testimonial of a migrant worker .
to me it seems as if brother zim has been fighting this battle for the redress of the conditions of migrant workers long before num and amcu and other unions that claim to be on the side of the migrant workers .
now grand master we and the whole world saw what happened in marikana , we and the whole world saw what culture has be demonised for the weak though it is kind of angelic for the powerful.though i wouldn’t like to enter into politics of a status quo for the fear of being ‘contaminated ‘ by this ill discipline and counter-revolutionary contagion we see ghosts and figures ascending onto positions of extreme power while we the masses are aplauding in loud cheers and roars . the question i then ask is what has become of this beloved country . this country of lesego rampolokeng , of lefifi tladi, of koos kombuis and other independant dissidant think tanks .
like zim ngqawana , may god rest his soul , i weep for the migrant workers who died mercilessly in marikana
i will sign out with this old xhosa saying ,, nangona inyoka ifile nje kodwa ithambo layo limhlaba umntu afe
i am tempted to say yingoma yabathwa.