Hombarume’s bride..Tembo moyo aka chirenje[17/08/07]written 17 August 2007
Sweet words the nectar oozing with ease from my griot tongue,to pleasure the ears of my bride..seducing her every curve as l know how penetrating deep and unlocking her mind’s tension together in this oblivion ,hanging on the precipice of ecstasy.I caress her with careless whispers making her soul gyrate mind’s body and soul entwined.it is for us that l brave the jungle for her l hunt. my arrows,knife and spear sharpened by her passion the thrust of my weapon going deep into the heart of the hunted.just yesterday l picked up a tortoise shell and pictured it as ideal for her to secret her charms and cosmetics upon receiving it she said thank you but also ‘find me a dazzling stone’.so l brave the jungle with all its foliage to find the proverbial needle in a haystack.l pick up some seeds spat out by the trees natures gift, depriving them of a life in the soil,where they would have replaced the trees we cut last season.l strip the bark of a tree l was shown by my grandfather and add some natural colours to make it exotic so as to pleasure her eyes ,to make her a unique ,outstanding and appreciated being, well she accepts and not to hurt my feelings and says ‘also find me a dazzling stone’.the impunity ,selfish, manipulative, mental disorder of this deluded species l say in a soliloquay my temper boiling .next l journey long slowly into the darkness l creep as the light camourflaged by the sun that has not gone to sleep l coke my ears nurtured by survival , feel the icy gale in its anger it speaks. lm pensive.abused by the night as it is abused in that transitionary period called dawn.l am not alone. What is this bone of contention with the dark,perhaps the animosity is straitjacketed by all the negativity that lies in the shadows of an ignorant existence.l ford the gorges and brave the undomesticated species completing natures ruthless cycle.l hear thunderous claps as l near the ocean reacting to the varimba dance of the mermaids below.l pay homage place my huuta ne museve ,bakatwa ne gano plus the hombarume’s mbira on the sacred ground ,pinch the scared snuff petition my plight to the great spirits of the water.the ocean belches stone’s from its depths washed up to the shores.pleased l return from my ardous journey enroute l have with patience made a bracelet using topaz,amethyst,jade and crystals but my subconscious tells me something is amiss.l get home to ululation and jubilation give my children their gifts in the privacy of our bedroom at the most intimate moment l give my wife her’s she says thank you and as if to spite my efforts she says that statement which is now my heart and minds mantra ‘but l would appreciate it if you added a dazzling stone’.in fury with my nostrils smelling blood ngikhafula amahlwili njenge mamba l return to my second home the ,bush which does not bother me with stones.quick with the bow l hit an impala with the poisoned arrow l rush to cut its throat.the skin is for the bedroom and the tail is to make her bracelets that will demonstrate my prowess not to frustrate me further she says ‘what of my dazzling stone’but this time in the wisdom l have incurred while searching for what l have l stopped looking hard and started listening then l say to her ‘woman, mother of my scions, grand mother of posterity how can l give dazzling stones to the most precious and rare stone,the only one of its kind in the universe?you’ and with that she wore everything l had suffered for,bled for and nearly died for-without fuss and was content with being praised. [no woman is hard to get but they are difficult to relate to besides being bold a man must have patience and be a good listener have the wisdom to hear the things unsaid]
TRANSLATIONS
HOMBARUME: HUNTER
VARIMBA: MUSIC PLAYED WITH THE MARIMBA INSTRUMENT SO NAMED IN MOCAMBIQUE
BAKATWA:IS A KNIFE WITH A WOODEN HANDLE AND STAYS IN WOODEN SHEATH
HUUTA NE MUSEVE:IS A BOW AND ARROW
NGIKHAFULA AMAHLWILI NJENGE MAMBA:SPITTING VENOM OR ANGRY
GANO:MOON SHAPED AXE NATIVE TO MOST AFRICAN COUNTRIES
