Charles Ash
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Popular, prolific South African reggae star Lucky Dube was killed in a botched hijacking in Rosettenville, Johannesburg on 18 October 2007. Although Lucky attempted to escape the scene, he had been fatally wounded from the hijackers attempt to steal his motor vehicle, and he died almost instantly. South African born but globally revered, Lucky Dube was one of the countrys most toured and beloved artists ever. His music touched millions around the world, primarily through his 22 recorded albums – in Zulu, English and even Afrikaans – many of which have been record breakers with phenomenal sales from around the globe. |
As a frontline artist in the reggae genre, Lucky’s creativity and inventiveness kept growing. Compelling in his musicianship and intriguing in his lyrical content, Lucky’s sonic daring to take his genre to new heights never failed to amaze even the most ardent fans, whilst reigning in new devotees to his magic every day.
It is in times like this that South Africans yet again ask themselves some very hard questions about how many more people we will need to lose in the orgy of violent crime and fear that consumes our land. To be honest, I only ever owned one Lucky Dube CD. It was a gift from a family friend back in 1993. The title of the CD was Victims. How apt and appropriate are the lyrics in that song today as we mourn an outspoken South African icon.
Lucky Dube – “Victims” – lyrics
I didn’t know she was crying
until now as she turns
to look at me
She said boy o’ boy
you bring tears to my eyes
I said what, she said
Boy o’ boy you bring tears to my eyes
Bob Marley said
How long shall they kill our
prophets
While we stand aside and look
But little did he know that
eventually the enemy
will stand aside and look
While we slash and kill
our own brothers
Knowing that already
they are the victims of the
situation
Still licking wounds
from brutality,
Still licking wounds
from humiliation
She said these words and the
wrinkles on her face became
perfect trails for the tears and she said;
CHORUS
We are the victims everytime
We’ve got double trouble
everytime
She took me outside
in the church yard
showed me graves on the ground
and she said;
There lies a man who fought
for equality,
There lies a boy who died in
the struggle
Can all these heroes
die in vain
While we slash and kill
our own brothers
Knowing that already
they are the victims
of the situation
Still licking wounds
from brutality,
Still licking wounds
from humiliation.
[Chorus till fade]
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