No fire of rhymes today in the furnace of lyrics
Broadcast silence for audience in heaven
Death is to be frogmarched to shame land
Now, you seek life in songs
But I seek songs in silence
Every moment my ears itch for your lyrical redemption
My mind, enslaved to freedom, lit the lamp of questions
Did you take the rain to appease the desert?
Did you take the fireflies to guide you through the night?
You’ll remain living on this dying earth
Where many path-seekers, seek the road to where
Lyrics, mixed with silence freely flow.
Your soul is tethered
To this talkative drum of redemption
Until the very end of time.
Lucky Dube, the South African reggae musician who recorded 22 albums in a 25-year period was murdered, four years ago today, by men believed to be carjackers.