Duncan Sodala: Slam Dunk Records CEO and Manager of Zone Fam, aka Holstar, hip hop artist and poet, is the first male MUNTU on MbA. Here is a bit more of his creative work for you to enjoy:
My favourite Holstar poem, that I was privileged to hear live at a BitterSweet Poetry Zambia event:
Part 1
I wake up every morning and who do I see?
In the mirror it's a stranger that happens to be; me!
The Life I live unbearable, the prospects terrible and though I work hard for better things not legible,
A Child soldier in a civil war the fight is pointless...rough, rugged and raw - in the night I'm jointless,
I can't battle I've been paralyzed, bitten by snakes as the gats rattle and I can't devise,
With sheisty eyes I look up! At the sky I mourn lost ones...some took the bullet others divorced guns,
The Big powers stare pityful, time is critical, when the candle wasn't lit for you...
This can't be true we're, we're liberated but still bound in chains - educated but still the brain drains!
A headstone marked with not a single name reads ===> "Victim of Circumstance" No one to blame...
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| Holstar performing Child Solider at BitterSweet meets Zone Fam May 2012 |
Part 2
We're in the middle of combat, conflicting - we're time shifting
Just corporals low grade and time ticking
The enemy is stronger, we're fighting a losing battle
It's like an army of ants against a herd of cattle
This is Waterloo, Chino/Japanese, more like Franco/Prussian~
The confusion - the tactic form a kraal like Shaka Zulu pawns
But to no avail diminish one by one we're in a living hell
We can't rebel against the leadership; our fathers fathers brothers
It's like a sailor sink a ship our mothers sisters lovers
Hide from reality when even under covers
We try to manage day by day by can't revive the other
They're long gone, the left after maybe gone home
Is their a Heaven for a child born? In a struggle for the air I inhale
Many can tell; this is the Gospel of a child's tale
Part 3
The last chapter filled with bloody gory
As we reach the end of this story
To all the comrades that might know me
I salute and honor, after the rain came with no armour
We undetected like a stealth bomber
Still missing like we Osama
We're in the jungle with gorillas, but not a gangster unit
We're rebelious, spread through many areas - various
No need for 21 shots, rarely any bury us
We're trapped in the ground, the lost and the found
Bones thrown at the throne of kings from the dome
It was prophesied apocalypse, Genesis, 2pacalypse
Written on the wall, can't they just decrypt the Hieroglyphs?
The Catalyst is the precious rock down under!
We're in a third world still man, it's no wonder...
More hunger as the polls blunder...
The wrong features on the main news, as the world grieves us!
This song is the first release from Holstar's collabo with producer Teck-Zilla. I love this track, it's the perfect soundtrack for a sunny day in the garden sipping vino :)
This is his latest previously unreleased track, another smooth groove...
Here are Slam Dunk CEO and Zone Fam Manager picks:
Intro to Zone Fam's latest album release, Foreign Exchange, by Holstar (hmmm wonder why he picked that ;}):
A Zone Fam Camp remix:
Zone Fam's break out hit on the continent:
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