Remembering Teodros Afro: The living Musical Icon of Ethiopian Youth – By Professor Teodros Kiros

November 29th, 2008 Print Print Email Email

I remember the special young man born to sing, born to please the downtrodden, the conscientious rich, men and women of all ages. (more…)

I remember the special young man born to sing, born to please the downtrodden, the conscientious rich, men and women of all ages.

I remember his face with the chiseled nose, the bright round eyes, the flexible legs sculpted to dance, to move about the stage with a perfect motion given only to those created to serve the public; I remember the striking moves on the stage, which bring Bob Marley, his soul brother, right to my eyes.

Teodros and Bob Marley are reflective singers with a vibrant soul, born to feel for those in pain, to be the voice of the voiceless, the hope of the hopeless, the eyes of the blind and the ears of the deaf.

I remember Teodros’ voice, the voice which gave heart to the heartless, the voice which energized the weak, the voice that comforted the overburdened, the voice that cried joy in the middle of the silent night, as all those who slept outside, spent the night dreaming in vacuum and counting stars to pass the famished night.

Teddy, as the youth call him affectionately, consoled the star gazers. His love songs reconciled embittered lovers.

Even the rich secretly listened to his songs in their heartless mansions, succumbing to the pressure of their children.

I imagine Teodros on his 224th day, rotting in prison, and refusing to relent. I imagine him composing songs for the future; I imagine him writing verses, verses which are being seasoned by time. Songs are being written for solidarity for New Ethiopia.

Teodros’ body is in prison. His soul is free, free to dream, to sing, to write and to imagine, songs of freedom, of love, of equality, and much more.

Teodros will soon reemerge on the Ethiopian musical scene, freshly scented by courage, ripened by experience and unencumbered by bitterness.

I want to say, Teddy, see you soon at the rendezvous with victory in 2010.

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