Good bye Hugh.
Your gifts have a home in Africa,
Like a quiet second skin.
It may be the only place you love,
Where it is worn
With an unconscious dignity.

People salute you Hugh Masekela,
We feel the pain,
We are sad about your passing.
Your shoes
Are caked
With years of happiness,
And split so that the toes stick out.

We saw you Hugh,
You were deep in your actions.
There is no end to your actions,
We will always remember you and your sweet music.
Rest in peace Hugh Masekela.