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Tsetse-Bumba

Touched with the feelings of man's infirmity Before we came, deity by another name Made ill by loneliness, for without socialability Nothing is perfect, your love did proclaim And love you purged you, made you vomit And sun and moon and stars danced out of it And earth wingless came, sprayed from it And nine living creatures crawled around in it. And the loneliness went away, and you the first Big One filling yourself before you made the sky By love reversed the sickness of the universe And became God when creatures crowd your eye And you Tsetse-Bumba The friendly Andyou Tsetse-Bumba The respectful And you Tsetse-Bumba From the vomit Exalted humanity, The finite, to dwell in eternity, And Nyonye-Ngana was there And Chonganda was there And Chedi-Bumba was there And loneliness again was no where.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 11/10/2010 5:33:00 AM
David, I am reading this as an African chant, or a spiritual incantation, am I right? Are you invoking an orisha? How does this agrees with your Christian faith? Even more beautiful is the rhyme and rhythm here, I feel the drum beat with sudden changes, or gaps ... perhaps interventions ... tell me about all this my friend
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Date: 10/21/2010 5:24:00 PM
Hi David I see you are from Jamaica and Though not familiar with your traditions and culture I really loved this.I felt the spiritualityand your love for Tsetse-Bumba.Each country or religion has its' own story of the creation and the worship of God each beautiful and none more so than your own,You have laid it out in such a moving way and have opened up my own spirituallity, which is no matter how different we may appear to be what unites us all.Thank you. luv June(Sylvia)
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