Tanzania sasa tunaishi zama za Crazy World ya Lucky Dube

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Nianze na mistari kadhaa iliyopo kwenye wimbo wa Lucky Dube Crazy World
".......In this crazy world
People dying like flies everyday
You read about it in the news but you don't believe it
You'll only know about it
when the man in the long black coat
Knocks on your door because you're his next victim."

Nimeinukuu hiyo mistari michache ambayo inasadifu namna hali ya kiusalama ilivyo kwa sasa nchini Tanzania, ambapo watu wanauawa na kutekwa kila uchapo leo na kundi la watu waliobatizwa wasiojulikana. Ndiyo maana mawazo yangu yakanirejesha katika historia ya zama za ubaguzi wa rangi (apartheid)nchini Afrika kusuni.

Ni katika kipindi ambacho raiya wa Afrika kisini wakikumbwa na maswahibu makubwa na wakati huohuo, waliibuka wanaharakati kutoka katika kada mbalimbali ili kujaribu kukemea na kuelezea kile kilichokuwa kinaendelea. Lakini wapo waliokaa kimya kana kwamba hakukua na kilichokua kinaendelea, hasa makaburu pamoja na wale waliokuwa wakiwaunga mkono walipinga kila lile lililosemwa.

Kama ilivyokuwa wakati ule wa ubaguzi wa rangi (apartheid) kule Afrika kusini ambapo watu mbalimbali walitoweka na wengine kuuwawa kinyama ndivyo ilivyo hivi sasa hapa kwetu katika kile kilichoitwa kisiwa cha amani.

Pamoja na yale yote yaliyoripotiwa juu ya kuokotwa kwa maiti kwenye viroba kandokando ya bahari, kuuwawa kwa viongozi wa kiserikali huko Rufiji mkoani pwani, kuuwawa kwa wanasiasa kwa kukatwa katwa na vitu vyenye ncha kali, kutekwa kwa mwanasiasa Ben Saanane, kutoweka kwa mwandishi wa gazeti la Mwananchi Azoy pamoja na matukuo mengine mengi bado kuna watu wanasema hali iko sawa kama walivyosema makaburu wa zama zile za ubaguzi wa rangi kile South Africa.

Ndiyo maana nikahisi wimbo wa Lucky Dube Crazy World unasadifu kile kinachoendelea sasa hapa kwetu Tanzania.
 
Hamna lolote haya yote mbona awamu zote yalikuwepo; watu wanachemka tu mitandaoni.. Tz kuna amani nyingi.
Amani huonekana pele unapokuwa salama, na wala huna ndugu mwenye tatizo.

Sasa amani iko wapi wakati ndugu zetu wengi wanazidi kutoweka kila kukicha, na hakuna suluhu ya jambo hilo.
 
Nianze na mistari kadhaa iliyopo kwenye wimbo wa Lucky Dube Crazy World
".......In this crazy world
People dying like flies everyday
You read about it in the news but you don't believe it
You'll only know about it
when the man in the long black coat
Knocks on your door because you're his next victim."
 
...
Don't worry about a thing
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right.
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!
Rise up this mornin'
Smiled with the risin' sun
3 little birds
Pitch by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true
Sayin', ("This is my message to you-ou-ou:")
Singin': "Don't worry 'bout a thing
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."
Singin': "Don't worry (don't worry) 'bout a thing
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!"...
By:Bob Marley
 
...
Don't worry about a thing
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right.
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!
Rise up this mornin'
Smiled with the risin' sun
3 little birds
Pitch by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true
Sayin', ("This is my message to you-ou-ou:")
Singin': "Don't worry 'bout a thing
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."
Singin': "Don't worry (don't worry) 'bout a thing
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!"...
By:Bob Marley
.....We are worrying about being victim as Dube wrote and sung...

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 all these words and the
Wrinkles on her face became
Perfect trails for the tears and she said
We are the victims every time
We got double trouble every time
We are the victims every time
We got double trouble every time
We are the victims every time
We got double trouble every time
She took me outside to the churchyard
Showed me graves on the ground and she said
There lies a man who fought for equality
There lies a boy who died in his 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
We are the victims every time
We got double trouble every time
We are the victims every time
We got double trouble every time
We are the victims every time
We got double trouble every time


Get the message.
 
.....We are worrying about being victim as Dube wrote and sung...
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 all these words and the
Wrinkles on her face became
Perfect trails for the tears and she said
We are the victims every time
We got double trouble every time
We are the victims every time
We got double trouble every time
We are the victims every time
We got double trouble every time
She took me outside to the churchyard
Showed me graves on the ground and she said
There lies a man who fought for equality
There lies a boy who died in his 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
We are the victims every time
We got double trouble every time
We are the victims every time
We got double trouble every time
We are the victims every time
We got double trouble every time

Get the message.
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.....We are worrying about being victim as Dube wrote and sung...
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 all these words and the
Wrinkles on her face became
Perfect trails for the tears and she said
We are the victims every time
We got double trouble every time
We are the victims every time
We got double trouble every time
We are the victims every time
We got double trouble every time
She took me outside to the churchyard
Showed me graves on the ground and she said
There lies a man who fought for equality
There lies a boy who died in his 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
We are the victims every time
We got double trouble every time
We are the victims every time
We got double trouble every time
We are the victims every time
We got double trouble every time

Get the message.
That why Bob say “Every little thing gonna be all right" just a matter of time

...
Hit 'em with a little Ghetto Gospel
Those who wish to follow me
(My Ghetto Gospel)
I welcome with my hands
And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
And peace to this young warrior without the sounds of guns
If I could recollect before my hood days
I'd sit and remanence thinkin' of bliss of the good days
I stop and stare at the younger my heart goes to em
Aids tested it was stress that they under
And nowadays things change
Everyone's ashamed of the youth
'Cuz the truth look strange and for me it's reversed
We left them a world that's cursed and it hurts
'Cuz any day they'll push the button and all good men
Like Malcolm X and Bobby Hutton died for nothin'
Told 'em they could get teary the world looks dreary
When you wipe your eyes see it clearly
There's no need for you to fear me
If you take your time to hear me
Maybe you can learn to cheer me it ain't about black or white
'Cuz we're human I hope we see the light before it's ruined
My Ghetto Gospel
Those who wish to follow me
(Ghetto Gospel)
I welcome with my hands
And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
And peace to this young warrior without the sounds of guns
Tell me do you see that old lady, ain't it sad?
Livin' outta bags but she's glad for the little things she has
And over there there's a lady crack got her crazy
Yet she's givin' birth to a baby
I don't trip and let it fade me from outta the frying pan
We jump into another form of slavery
Even now I get discouraged wonder if they take it all back
Will I still keep the courage?
I refuse to be a role model I set goals, stay in control
Drink out my own bottles I made mistakes
But learned from every one and when it's said and done
I bet this brother be a better one
If I upset you don't stress never forget
That God hasn't finished with me yet
I feel His hand on my brain when I write rhymes
I go blind and let the Lord do His thing
But am I less holy 'cuz I chose to puff a blunt
And drink a beer with my homies
Before we find world peace we gotta find peace
And end the war in the streets my Ghetto Gospel
Those who wish to follow me
(Yeah, Ghetto Gospel)
I welcome with my hands
And the red sun sinks at last into the hills of gold
And peace to this young warrior without the sounds of guns....
All we need love & Peace, lets few of us die for poor majority but the Truth will be revealed when it already ripe to mass.😶😶😶
 
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