My People

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chikoka
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My People

Post by chikoka » Fri May 22, 2015 5:13 pm

Vayera Moyo, do you know who you are?

Have you not parted multitudes with the rod of the spear?
Have you not ruled longer (through the mutapa's) for a thousand years?
Longer than any other royal family on the face of this planet save the Japanese emperor who ironically was also worshiped as a god.
Do you and your vassals not have a great tradition of literature in the form of nhetembo?
Do you not have the only instrument in black Africa to have a scale, is not the concept of the musical chord alien to the African mind but yours?
Did you not have a 10 day week to rule over time where the rest of Africa moved by sight , depending on the signs of the moon.What audacity that you be called "dewa" (god), that at the stretch of your hand you might reach the heavens, to cause celestial bodies to fall, that mambo should not eat if it not be on a plate made out of the moon.
Was changamire not forced to speak behind a veil of white sheet when he addressed his subjects , lest they see him and be stricken.
Was there not a university ku Dzimbabgwe where all the legitimate sons of you vassal chiefs were raised and educated.Oh how reality twists and turns in agony, aching to watch you move. A kaleidoscope of ontologies your being. But alas(!) it is all futility, echoes of praise fit for nothing more than your shadow.................................................Moyo!?!?....Who *are* you? <confused>

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Re: My People

Post by chikoka » Fri May 22, 2015 5:14 pm

This is a tale...no..two tales..well the other is really a song, of things past. The first is heard most eloquently among the nostalgic elders as they speak of a time. A time when life was life..and death was but a promise.A promise of another life. When children would gather around warm embers and be told in soft words of those gone before. Now they smile ..not hoping for this kind of death..but in a way happy ,happy that they can remmembe tales of when the wind whistled through stone walls..when the term "the destroyers" .."va Rozvi" ceased being a verb.Of how the rozvi forged empires through plains of ignorance and placitude.ruling unquestioned with the spear.
The other tale/song, more a wail of mourning. A sombre melody sung by a people who felled the giants af china and india..but was shattered on the plateue of Guru uswa.The portugese wail. But the elders felt the empire more..telling of the moyo jouney N.E.W and South spreading their philosophies.They ruled because of the spear and also because they were cunning.

The Rozvi said to themselves; "WE ARE MIGHTY(!) IN WAAAAAARRRRRRR!!!!" .........."BUT MIGHT THERE COME A TIME WHEN WE ARE SO NO LONGER?"..."WILL WE NOT LOSE ALL THAT WE HAVE GAINED?"..."BUT WE ARE ALSO INTELLIGENT", "THIS IS WHAT WE'LL DO"
"WE WILL FORCE(!) INTO THE minds OF THE other clans THAT WE ARE GODS","THIS WAY everyone else WILL BE LOWER THAN THE WEAKEST MOYO IN everyone elses mind".(Ha!..see what i mean). This was the invention of propaganda in southern africa, one among many inventions the Rozvi had made.Then...almost as if it was prophecy..the Rozvi saw..there was no longer any need to be militarily strong."WILL WE NOT STILL RULE?..ARE WE NOT GODS?"
Slowly the rozvi ceaded their right to rule from that of the spear to that of the cloth.
Then ..something happened ,..there was turmoil in zulu land..an offshoot of the nguni had reached Guru uswa.
"these men KNOW NO GOD BUT *NKULUNKULU*","they SEE NO DIVINITY IN US!"

Then this is the irony the Nguni used the *exact* same military tactics in the portugese wail..in the middle of the verse that starts with.."—" ,to defeat the Rozvi.

The Rozvi had forgoten themselves

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