There is nobody like cde Zakes

Oarabile Mosikare standing on the right next to Sakarea Makgapha's coffin at Ramokgonami
Oarabile Mosikare standing on the right next to Sakarea Makgapha's coffin at Ramokgonami

I cried only three times upon hearing of the death of someone. The first time I cried was in Port Elizabeth in 2003 after my old lady finally succumbed to her long struggle with cancer. The second time was when my dear niece died in 2011.

I have always associated shedding a tear with women. I am an African man, I reasoned. People will construe my feelings to be that of a weakling. I could not help myself though, on Monday upon hearing of the demise of my good comrade Sakarea Makgapha. Cde Zakes as he was affectionally called by those dearest to him, tragically passed away on Sunday after a car accident along the Serowe/Mashoro road.

When the news broke, I went to the toilet where I cried silently to avoid the ridicule of my colleagues at work.

Editor's Comment
Has life become worthless?

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