Kyozi
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The story is written in such a way to attract the youth to read it, though full of sorrowful moments, especially when he narrates his love for a girl at high school called “JOY ACAYE”
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Kyozi - TOBIAS MUHANGUZI
CHAPTER ONE;
"My roots routine,
a village well painted"
Well grown
I was born in a sorghum garden,
the day Kyozi was born,
I was named Kagusha¹ by merit,
meaning sorghum,
I was born in the bush,
cleansed by fresh herbs² of my land,
the blessings for life.
born to live,
to see the day after.
I was named Kareireho³
in the dark evening,
When the day set.
the spirits united Nte’Nkuru⁴
but the wine did it best
all the hills sang the same song,
except Bishuba,
where my grandfather"Werefred⁵" lived
Nte’Nkuru had no boundary but had hills like;
Bagusogola⁶, where I was born,
Buhoro⁷, where my grandfather Okuku lived,
Bishobire⁸, where market was set on Friday.
Bishobire meaning confused,
because it united people of all kind.
Hornless bold thing
The day I was born,
A black cow was born,
A dark-black furred calf,
Darker than the night, in the dark night,
The darkest of it was,
She was named Kyozi⁹
Which means a pumpkin
like the black-skinned pumpkin
that grew in the banana gardens
She grew as I also grew
She aged to her galloping stage,
but bore no horns,
cows of my land were long- horned,
she had black shoot like eyes,
when had her first calf,
Her milk was thicker,
white not black.
It made the best, the sweetest of batter,
and ghee.
It sold like grief on grave,
The Ashabwe¹⁰ was even better;
Ashabwe, the sauce from milk.
The irresistible taste its seeds,
When roasted or grown,
The roasted pumpkin seeds,
Browned by the fire, to test the tongue’s taste.
Kyozi made us proud,
even in grazing grounds,
when the cows all hills met,
to graze and battle the cattle,
….to crush their horns to break,
But Kyozi had a stone to offer,
Nkungu,¹¹ they called her,
Meaning a hill of a head.
She won all the challenges,
She was invincible;
On salt dishes or grass,
She was known beyond hills, as a bull in cows
Down the valleys of Nte-Nkuru
grown a cow of its nature,
full of vigour and zeal,
one never milked
never tamed
milked by brave men
by great herds men
Its milk, that grown me,
.
The tree beside the lane
beside the lane,
stood a tall-gigantic tree,
It lived for many generations,
It lived not to leave,
but to stay
Its twisted stem shown its strength,
and survival over the time,
each twist is its enemy,
old leaves dried and
the twigs emerged
as new stems grew
It became even stronger
through its vexed struggle
It still stands
although now in wood
with dry sap
It was once a seed, a black seed
It was planted by a black bird
It’s the margin of Nte’Nkuru
and the world, an adventure to explore
a symbol of unity
still like before; still standing, steel in wood
the natives found it
I also found it wet
wet with leaves too
many died and left it
Its leaves healed all
all diseases
all the sick, strangers or not
but only the obedient
the white birds also sheltered on it
Its big buttress roots
like walls that separate a room from another,
equally divided as the clans of Nte’Nkuru,
before the white birds; it was a honoured god.
Oh, its bark,
The cure of all diseases,
Maybe a cure my own.
Its wood harder than any metal
For if it had eyes,
It would tell the tale of what it saw,
its wisdom would surpass man’s
It stands,
a symbol of hardships,
and survivals,
But it’s known for stories, it still stands useless,
Still in wood
Oh, the great"Muusha¹²"
The still medicine man,
Master of their wisdom,
Melt sap and heal my own,
All I could touch was cracks
Its peeling bark with dry sap,
its rough stem with no sound.
Traditional Africa
A place where air is filled with natural music,
From the bills of birds,
Beaks brightly coloured,
With colours of the rainbow,
To deliver fine melodies,
Where tradition still collide with modernity,
Where magic rules,
God and gods still have their respect.
All that the people knew was to smelt spears,
Split blood and become warriors.
Parents had the third eye for their children,
They knew what was best,
Where all men