The likes of Parks Tafa, Collet Moji and Igobe Pie will remember this line with great nostalgia. Flashes of Collet Moji, a light complexioned beautiful teenage girl from Tlokweng dominates my mind as she limped across the stage having exploited the lightness of her skin color to turn almost red as real tears rolled down her chicks as she played Ntaanana bringing and atmosphere of loss and mourning into the hall with some members of the audience crying as we performed “Too Late”, a play by the renowned play writer Gibson Kente.
I can still hear the sound of the African drum as it reverberated in the hall to usher in “the song of death!” Indeed, death has come back too soon. This year doesn’t seem to be ending well. So far we have lost three iconic young men to death. Young men who made a difference in the life of this nation. Young men whose indelible marks can neither be ignored nor unnoticed. These are young men who touched many in ways in that will only be held on to as cherished memories.
