Maongororo

April 21, 2009 · Posted in In Shona, Poetry · Comment 

Maongororo ano gutsa meso senhumbu

Ndino ona maruva kutumbuka pamuti

Usina pfumvudza, kuti mwacha zidzumbu

Hwema huno tasva mhepo kuenda rwendo

Igwezvo kushiri nenyuchi, kwandiri paditi

Idonhodzo ndofunga shupiko renge hondo

Muchini unopipidza, wada kuti ndiongorore

Kundidzora ndigadzirise pasave nengozi pakati

Inozondi tevera kwandinoenda sendine chakaorera

Kuzeya kwaunoita muti mumhepo, turuva tuchidonha

Ndinonzwa uteta mumuviri, makore afuga makuti

Ndaataya ndirikure nepadare, ndiri kuno kumatonho

Muti uchaita muchero, uchadyiwa nevachauona

Ini chasara kukushumuka, ndoorera ndove sauti

Pakashaya ano paradza, pachava ne chekuona.


Farai Madzimbamuto

Hope’s songs of redemption

November 24, 2008 · Posted in Art life, Music & Dance, Zimbos who rock · 1 Comment 

The Making of a Unique Band

“By the rivers of Babylon I sat and wept,” thus sang the long- suffering Hebrews in their time of Babylonian captivity. They found themselves singing God’s song in a strange land. But though the song speaks of tears, it is actually a song of hope and redemption. The very act of singing it meant that the singers had in actual fact symbolically freed themselves. And, in these turbulent times we live in, we need songs and singers with enormous emotional power that can heal our grief, assuage our anxieties and allow us to hope for a better future. Hope Masike neKakuwe have it in them to do just this and more.

Hope, second from left, and members of Kakuwe

Hope, second from left, and members of Kakuwe

The dream and vision to form Kakuwe was born long before Hope decided to enrol at the Zimbabwe College of Music. Born with music in her blood, an independent feisty spirit, Hope was always someone who marched to a different drum, and so it was not surprising that when she decided to take her music seriously, she wanted to form a unique band with a different sound. Read more

If we did it once, we can do it again…but when?

October 21, 2008 · Posted in I was just thinking, Zimbabwean diaries · 3 Comments 

“If not now, then when?” Echoes from a plaintive Tracy Chapman song, if my memory serves me right. But the mind is numbed by a vicious summer flu (as well as age, I guess), so I can’t be certain. But that line finds resonance as deadlocks continue, Troikas defer crucial meetings- all because there was an apparent hide and seek shenanigan with travel documents…If a small country like Zimbabwe can’t make agreements work, what more the grand dreams of  SADC, AU and Pan Africanism? Read more