Tales of King Shaka
Gbum Shaka!
Sing to me,o Angel of
The legendary conqueror,
The great elephant that
Shook the foundations of
The earth.
Whirrrrrrrrrr......hear the
The voice of the wind
Whispering about the
Only Ama Nkosi:
Between the Drakensberg
And the Indian ocean,
The immortalized most
Dreaded kingdom lived.
Out of the bowels of
Nandi came a son of
Senzangakhona who
Was born into the
Kingdom of Zulu.
A child of prophecy,an
Illegitimate son;the
Condition of the prophecy
Fear not!Nandi
daughter Of Bebe,for out
you Comes a mighty
nation of Blood-stained
spear.
Born in month of
Untulikazi (July,1787),his
Birth coincided with the
Demise of Crown Prince-a
Bad omen you can call it.
Kings feared his birth,he
Became victim of
Humiliation and cruel
Treatment.
In misery,his early days
Spent near Babango
Brought a turning point
In his life-he journeyed
With his mother to a
Distant land,under the
Care of the foreign king,
An outcast became a
Military leader,formidable
Tactics he formed,
Employed in battle-field,
Victory they got.
Foes were mercilessly
Vanquished,for he never
Left his enemy behind.
A man whose emotions
Had been steeled.
His battle prowess earned
Him respect and fear.
At due time,his
fatherland He visited and
seized the Throne by
force.
Kwabulawayo,Shaka's
Capital represented
Power And death;there
the spirit
Of Shaka spoke to the
Uttermost parts,the one
Who when seated caused
The earth to rumble.
He ruled with the magical
Powers of the
Witch-doctor,his blade
Was forged in the world
Of the dead,there a spirit
Said "the spirit of the
Blade" and Shaka replied
"no,the spirit of Shaka
Speaks". "So be it,son of
Zulu" replied the spirit.
Using his military
acumen To subjugate
Neighbouring
villages,united all
Surrounding kingdoms
Under his sceptre.
A fearless
warrior,Crushing with
iron Feet,plundering at
will.
He had wealth beyound
Measures.
The undefeated great
Elephant,who the
Foreigners he withstood.
A blood-thirsty hound,
Who buried multitudes
on His mother's burial.
Out of his reckless
Killings,conspiracy was
Hatched.
How have the mighty
Fallen at Dukuza,in the
Hands of his kins-men
And trusted body-guard
Mbopha,King Shaka was
Mudered.
His last words"hey
Brothers! you kill me
Thinking you will rule,but
The swallows will do that.
Are you stabbing
Me,kings of the earth?You
Come to an end through
Killing one another".
After his death,the
Heavens wept,the earth
Refused to yeild its
Substance.
The tale of king Shaka
Lives lives through
Generations.
Then whirrrrrrrrrr.......the
Voice of the wind echoes
Into obilivion.
Copyright © Ifeanyi Bob Ekechukwu | Year Posted 2013
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