Afzal Moolla was born in Delhi, India, while his parents were in exile working as anti-Apartheid activists for the African National Congress. He subsequently traveled wherever his parents’ work took them, and still feels like he hasn’t stopped traveling. Afzal works and lives in Johannesburg, South Africa and shares his literary musings with his most strident critic, his 12-year-old cat.
Remember Us*
By Afzal Moolla
Remember us when you pass this way,
we who fell,
who bled,
remember us when you pass this way,
we who feel so that countless others may stand,
we who bore the brunt of the oppressor’s hand.
Remember us when you pass this way,
leave a flower or two as you pass along,
sing! sing for us a joyous & spirited song.
Remember us when you pass this way,
we who fell,
who bled,
remember us when you pass this way.
Remember us in your tomorrows,
as you remember us today.
*Dedicated to the countless South Africans who gave their lives for freedom and democracy.
Very moving.