Get Your Premium Membership

The Prince and the bridal contestants Part 1

The Prince and the bridal contestants Long long-ago Somewhere in central Africa, There was a village called VITSIZA, Under the leadership of the rich powerful king, The very rich king called ( N’wa l’la ii), very old enough, There was a rule of the kingdom, Passed from one generation to another, Rule to say (One man one wife), The prince of the kingdom was known as N’wa l’le, On prince’s thirty birthday, There was a function in the palace, And the prince was on his pursuit, Pursuit to choose his bride, One bride, Young girls from the village and the surrounding villages flocked, They flocked to the palace, Fifteen cattle slaughtered for function, As the function took on, All the beautiful ladies demonstrated themselves before the eyes, The eyes of the prince, On their pursuit to steal his heart, To the surprise the prince watched the girls, Girls danced before him until six o’clock sunset, All the girls were tired and nobody was dancing, The strange man succumb from the crowd, The man carried musical instrument made of reed, When the man blew the instrument, He started to sing a song, (The king, the Prince, today we have visited you, We, the village of CHIUNGWA, Chiungwa of beautiful girls, Girls of redness far of that of sun, Internal and external beauty girls of Chiungwa, The girls who wash with milk and honey, The girls of the well made cheeks, With breasts still standing like Xhu small mountain, The girls of morals merged to tradition, “Can I get the ululations as I will be welcoming Chiungwa girls, Girls to come to the dancing portion. I will ask the drums to beat hard and other instruments as I will Continue singing) He blew the instrument twice, Ululations were heard from all corners of the palace, He started to sing, The drums and other instruments were heard beating hard, As the group of ten girls from Chiungwa village entered the palace, Wearing traditional attires and walk on the sequence of line, (Continued on Part 2)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.