Culture | People | Literature | Trinidad and Tobago Muhammad Muwakil: A world to change Trinidadian poet-musician Muhammad Muwakil is a man on a mission, says Nazma Muller, out to change minds and hearts By Nazma Muller | Issue 117 (September/October 2012) 0 Comments Muhammad Muwakil. Photograph by Wendy Ribeiro Listening to Muhammad Muwakil can be painful. And it’s not because of his singing. Even when he does spoken-word poetry you want to cover your ears and run away. Those who hear his musings on “4 am in Belmont” reel at images of over-educated cocaine dealers under streetlamps, and the sound of gunshots that “usher souls away from the realm of men.” Unrelenting, Muwakil unleashes lines like: “buy a dream from a crackhead and stitch it to the fabric of your being to begin to understand the meaning of mayhem.” The Trinidadian singer-poet’s voice is a raw, open wound — a melodic wail for the future, inflected with equal parts hope and sorrow too deep for one so young. In his distinctive timbre, you can hear Muwakil’s myriad musical influences, beguiling echoes of some of the finest musicians his country has produced: Andre Tanker, “Nappy” Mayers, Gary Hector of the band jointpop. Bob Marley is in there too. Muwakil counts the Guyanese poet Martin Carter and Barbadian Kamau Braithwaite among his most profound literary influences. “They told me it was okay to sound like me,” he says, “and there was power there to be harnessed.” And he brings a PhD-worth of philosophy to his lyrics, in songs like “Love in Transition”: They say we can’t write no love songs They say we doomed to fail They say we prone to violence And a sinking silence Doh know what they saying Cuz this generation, man, we on a mission A whole world to change . . . Muhammad Abdul Quddus Muwakil is the quintessential Trini: a mélange of cultures, histories, and genes. Although he often wears the colours and emblems of Rastafari, he is a practising Muslim, fluent in Arabic. His father named him after the Prophet, and Abdul Quddus translates as “slave of the Most High.” “Islam has influenced the core of my being, the way I live,” Muwakil says. “It has taught me to be respectful to others, to be truthful, and to give to the less fortunate.” This doesn’t prevent him from having questions, though. He challenges the Muslim belief that music is haram (forbidden). After all, he plays the guitar, flute, harmonica, and African djembe drums, and music reaches the audience that he most wants to reach: the youth. He’s often invited to run workshops and give talks in secondary schools. He even gave an inspiring and earnest talk to University of the West Indies students about why he switched from chemical engineering to theatre and literature. An historian for his twenty-first-century generation — he turns twenty-nine this year — Muwakil organised and performed at a fundraiser for the Memory Project, which will document the contribution of Black Muslims in Trinidad and Tobago, including their role in the 1990 coup attempt. As a UWI undergraduate, not content with battling the university authorities to recognise his performances in four major theatre productions as credits towards his degree (he won a national acting award for his role in Bitter Cassava in 2008), Muwakil started UWI Speak, an open-mic series that brought the spark of live student performances back to the campus. Over the last five years, he has performed mainly spoken-word poetry, sharing the stage at one benefit concert with the most famous dub poet ever, Jamaica’s Mutabaruka. Muwakil’s passport is full of stamps from trips to Kenya, Venezuela, Cuba, Guyana, Dominica, and Jamaica. His poetry was published in the Cuban Casa de Las Américas 2009 review, he was a feature presenter at the 2010 Nature Island Literary Festival in Dominica, and since 2011 he has co-curated the spoken word programme at the annual NGC Bocas Lit Fest in Trinidad, alongside his friend the musician Gillian Moor. It was inevitable that he would turn to music. Enter the Freetown Collective: Muwakil’s partnership with the equally charismatic Lou Lyons — a militant, Peter Tosh-like Bobo Shanti who plays a mean guitar and chants down Babylon in a fusion of reggae, rapso, and hip-hop. They have been joined by Keegan Maharaj, a spell-binding orator who croons like Stephen Marley and preaches like Martin Luther King, Jr. Together these righteous brothers form a trinity of talent, named after Freetown, the suburb of Port of Spain now known as Belmont, and which was once an historic settlement for freed slaves. With “a whole world to change,” their message is simple: every human being has the responsibility to free his or her own mind. Muwakil’s witty, endearing remake of Alicia Keys’s “Empire State of Mind” shows off both his deep-felt patriotism and his bad-boy rapping skills: This ain’t no hate song This is a love song for the land where I born and bred from Tell dem they dead wrong They head gone Tell dem we have de remedy and they could get some Cuz when I wake up in the morning, bluebirds they greet me Granny bake and buljol waiting to meet me . . . How you could trade a plantain for a pie in the sky? A loved one for a passerby? Bareback on the beach for a shirt and a tie? The truth is a lie, but you still believe it . . . With his Freetown brothers, Muwakil is part of a new wave of conscious young people from Trinidad and Tobago who want to stay in the Caribbean and rediscover their lost history — while making a little history of their own.