Song of the solitary left eye tear drop by Paul Njabulo Vilakazi - HTML preview

INTRODUCTION

This Piece de Theatrical is meant to depict the actual Takalane, though in a novel and dialogical form ;to boldly counter the otherwise image of one , ill-depicted in a dim-wit fable , desperately penned with a purposeful intent to restore back glory to a political party on its shameful death bed…

Thus raising this name for the urgent need for her to re-construct her image , to restore the holiest name to her family and ancestral tree and also choosing to rename herself ,from Takalane to Teamswallows, a more empowering Powerful name -Teamswallows - though with a close sounding tone, to the original, yet to still find a new power for itself ; by especially premising it on the adage: ‘’not one swallow make a summer’’ and advising through the whole story, that this newest renaming gives her more signature power without necessarily obliterating her

original Takalane ; now so viciously twisted in runes of writings as it remains cogent in the minds of most S.A, Citizens for some totally inurred to insults,not so much a caricature worthy of ridicule politically and socially… But almost dancing to the Master’s tune…

Thus rescuing this one name from the clutches of a hyena is equal to a National if not Universal Liberation effort.From the painting and embossing of a picture of a girl rising from the ashes of shack dwellings to succeed to go to college and ultimately attain a good job, as a good and epitome of the beating of the neo-apartheid effects imposed on us (all,) willy nilly ,is to say; “ we managed just against all odds to eat cake,when our intrinsic need was bread,but cake dough we found to be softer for our hands… A man only ought to do only what he or she can…”

Therefore the primary urgency here is being, to prevent and disallow the name Takalane or any other, to continually suffer the newest pestilence smeared on it ,by a despicably un- philosophical, unsophisticated self-seeking vulture in the person of President Salient Potso never to harvest from the poor solely their measly vote and the Markets their vilest gluttonous gloat …

With that clearly being likely to not carry any more, the burden from now on, going forward on her light shoulders, as she is in the coal-face of also being subjected to frequent questions as to the meaning of her newer longish new name, which weight though will be clearly easier to carry than having to continually suffer the pain of the ridicule now put to her ancestral name since uncle Sneaky Poseur -

deadbeat tangle pathology of all kinds of conspiracies and blood money haemorrhaging just beneath his Black Skin - as Takalane and friends prefer to call him, he who with political expediency commercialised the name Takalane for him to

dance a better knock-kneed jitterbug to the tune of the Racist Colonial Capitalist Markets Masters and to sing his out of tune, outdated ditty and to do his damn-est,to try the recapturing of a vote frittering away, into the tubes…

With even academics swallowing this hook and sinker and default being inciliary to vilest spin without nary a hard look and audience into what the many Presidents of Slave Acres-allowing big headed honchos to get away with butchery.

Just as it was done to the name Old Kinte in ancient slave times ,which was just hugely tarnished by Slave Owners ,who had turned it, to –‘Old Cunt’ and nonchalantly insultingly contorting it, to the levels of the gutter’s worst ...

Later to be equally re-framed into the most screaming vulgar labelling of women’s private parts…

The story here is painted through two Protagonists , one coming out of the maelstrom maw of present especially Black South African socio-political existence.

S A. is dubbed here :Slaves Acres for the purpose and intended effect of the nation , being bought out here, and depicted as a Slave Plantation where people are presently treated as less than slaves by their own and thus is christened - and I say christened as the christening of ourselves is no less than an act of the creation of a brutal chattel slavery : ‘Slave Acres’ - by Takalane now self renamed -Teamswallow to include her embrasure of other possibilities of re organising folk in crying reality out of the slave history and later day continuing Black Township History whose apartheid and colonial residual effects remain manifest also presently in the African American daily life, as in our current S.A His/Herstory articulated mostly by Less Uvalo ,formally named by his father with the help of his mother for a purely Indigenous Motherland name - Akana Uvalo… The two are related blood cousins yet

born and raised on different Continents…The Inter- Active Encounter Includes Ntate-Moholo Motete Leeu ,Teamswallows their extended family relative.

Akana Uvalo now self styled -Less Uvalo,to help the Indigenous Motherland folk in the Diaspora to get asround the jaw-breaker -Akana Uvalo, is Teamswallow ‘s cousin born to her Slaves Acres citizen born aunt and an African American man ,ancestrally exscinded out of his roots and Less is on holiday in the Country sardonically caricatured by Teamswallows- ‘Slaves Acres’ ; just as the tragi-comedy by a Dueno de esclavos in the tradition of Thomas Jefferson of the Slave Mafioso and Paul Kruger is played out in the Slave Owners National Assembly and the mockery comes now , to be sigillated in this epic State of the Plantation speech as it was aired to us all, Master and Slave on the 8th February 2024.