Hani was born with an AK-47

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Abe Mokoena Lim­popo

Chris Hani is the eter­nal cham­pion of the rev­o­lu­tion for free­dom and so­cial jus­tice. His name is like the baobab tree trunk that grows a me­tre in di­am­e­ter ev­ery 100 years.

His war­rior face mir­rored the glory of Africa’s rev­o­lu­tion­ary tri­umph. His smile glit­tered like snow in the light of a full moon. His enig­matic pro­file is head­ing for myth­i­cal sta­tus.

He emerged from his mother’s mir­a­cle womb car­ry­ing an AK-47 in his tiny hands. He took on the apartheid war ma­chin­ery at the height of its power and pres­tige. He em­barked on a war of lib­er­a­tion that would bring down the cur­tain on the apartheid fes­ti­val. He was am­bushed when the smell of death was hid­ing in the re­li­gious scent of Easter.

His tran­si­tion into the world of the spir­its moved the wind to sob and cry. His life was an in­cu­ba­tion for the birth of a new na­tion. His pas­sion was a com­mit­ment to the re­con­struc­tion of South Africa. His per­son­al­ity was sweeter than Al­ge­rian wine. His lead­er­ship abil­i­ties re­flected the val­ues and ideals of a per­fect fu­ture.

He left us like a river that had run dry. He ma­jes­ti­cally rep­re­sents the moral dif­fer­ence be­tween then and now.

He may have passed on, but Hani, for me, and the na­tion at large, is still a great leader. He is dif­fer­ent from po­lit­i­cal chameleons that are white on a white wall and green on a green tree. He re­mains the beat­ing heart of a peo­ple’s march to true eman­ci­pa­tion.

His bones still bear the marks of re­volt that the en­emy left on his body. His life will, for the com­ing centuries, stand as an ac­count of model com­rade­ship, and in our hearts he will live for­ever.

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