For Patrick Shai 🕊️🕊️🕊️
By Hector Kunene
We blew your ashes too soon!
We shook the fruity tree roughly like a diamond cut in edges!
Your story will be that of the best boxing match that never happened in the ring
My heart sank when I heard of your landing
I don't know how to put the pieces together to complete the image of your puzzle
I am still in disbelief
Perhaps I am in denial
A story of a man who told stories and ended up as a teary story in a territory
A foul patched with grief
A dominant dire diabolical doom
I suppose the moon knew
That's why she delayed and deemed her light blue
Yours hits too deep Shai
I don't wanna lie
So shall we pen your stone of granite as a man who beat Nyovest
And place it on the hill in the west?
You son of a gun
Come back I dare you hun
And wipe my tears away
So peace may find me instead of the RIP's I see trending with The River
I've been crying
Sekwanele
Sewulele vele
So here lies a man who beat Nyovest
As he cried himself to the bank and earned some 100K"s
Beat by Shai,the best match that ended when it started
A story of a thespian
Stolen too soon a life well lived
Well loved and well hated
Well impressed and deeply depressed!
Well shamed and ashamed
Well apologized and well cancelled by the cancel culture that well shutters a dream of a man who failed and found his way to succeed returning as an activist, a much needed voice against GBV at a critical period in his generation
A life well turned around
A story of a man whose sin well judged too soon
A well that dried up way too soon
Away with cancel culture or else we are doomed as a nation
A knife well stuck in our hearts
Go thee well,and let your will be well done
Amen!
Cameroonian writer Mbella Sonne Dipoko (1936 - 2009) was mainly depicted as an erotic writer of sorts; whereas the simple truth is that he was a very good novelist and poet. His novels in particular disturbed a number of critics, reviewers and readers because of the rather explicit sexual content therein. That was way back in the 60s when some felt that a "serious, committed African writer" should not dwell too much on such things. As Paul Theroux suggested then decades ago, African writers were supposed to write "about solid tribal wisdom, ghoulish rituals and the inscrutable cruelty of colonialism - not to mention the inclusion of semi-profound proverbs and the utterances of very old men with dry skin and wizened faces." Yet, even way back in the 60s (and early seventies) other distinguished African writers wrote about sex in some detail in their works; for example Ayi Kwei Armah ( especially in Fragments), Chinua Achebe (A man of the People), ...
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