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VaChikepe: The Poet: Cecil John Rhodes1. Cecil was born in England in...

VaChikepe: The Poet: Cecil John Rhodes

1. Cecil was born in England in...: Cecil John Rhodes 1. Cecil was born in England in 1853 into a family oa an Anglican Clergyman at Bishop's Startford in Hertfordsh...

Cecil John Rhodes

1. Cecil was born in England in 1853 into a family oa an Anglican Clergyman at Bishop's Startford in Hertfordshire (Atkinson, 1972)

2. He went to Oriel College, OXFORD and got his Master's degree in1881.

3. He went to South Africa where he become an outstanding politician and businessman and made a lot of wealth in the diamond mines at Kimberley (Parker, 1960).

4. Rhodes won over his partners to the idea of using the wealth of the De Beers Consolidated Mining company to develop the north on behalf of Britain (Parker,1960).

5. IT WAS TO THIS END THAT HE SENT CHARLES RUDD TO NEGOTIATE WITH LOBENGULA, THE KING OF THE NDEBELE, FOR PERMISSION TO MINE MINERALS IN MASHONALAND.

6. This agreement which become known as the Rudd Concession was misinterpreted by Rhodes as permission to set up an administration in Mashonaland.

7. "The fact that Lobengula had granted no land rights, no powers to make laws nor authority to settle disputes was tacitly disregarded" Mutambirwa 1980:34

8. What is important is that Rhodes appeared to be deceitful to both the Shona and the Ndebele.

9. RHODESIA  WA FOUNDED ON MISTRUST AND MISJUDGEMENT.

10. Rhodes went on to form his own company The British South Africa Company (BSAP), which organized the pioneers who went to Zimbabwe and set up and administration.

11. This mistrust of the European settlers by African has been the only constant and consistent feature in Zimbabwe during the colonial era. Whatever the settler administration did for the African people was construed by the Africans as a tactic to subdue them.

12. When the settlers developed a system of education for Africans separate from their own, the mistrust grew stronger and many Africans refused to go to school (Mungazi, 1982)

13. The settler developed to be the colonial government and the new government proclaimed boundaries of the new country of Rhodesia and enacted laws.

14. Thus, the government instituted an educational system that was too tired. There was a Ministry of African Education and a Ministry of European Education. The curriculum in the African section did not take cognizance of the African traditions but of diluted European tradition. The end product was obviously not meant to be European nor pure traditional African. (Chrispen Matsika, 2012)

15. This resulted in the 'educated' African shunning their traditions at the same time not being accepted as equals by their European colonizers.

 

FROM

THIS

FRUSTRATION

ROSE

THE

DISCONTENT

WHICH

LED

TO

AFRICAN

UPRISING

AND

EVENTUALLY

INDEPENDENCE.

That is the reason why I always session my brains so that I do not fall on the same trap that my fore-fathers fell in and also so that I can be a better leader: For I believe that this world can be a better world if vivid and transparent communication reigns in our midst.

More Love to the thinkers...

Yours in ink

Publisher T. P Chikepe 

In between four eyes: By VaChikepe The Poet 27/1/14

 

My imagination,

Cannot comprehend your beauty!

Oooh my dear…

I wish to see,

Your face everyday…

So I can satisfy,

The anxiety of

My heart desire!

 

The anxiety of my heart desire…

The fulfillment of that day,

The first day I saw you…

Before my loneliness

And my eagerness to be happy,

And to happyfy!

 

In between four eyes

I felt the shaking of my ribs

In between four eyes

I could not stop smiling at you

And in between four eyes

I could not stop the overflow of my humour,

That left my face plastered with beauty! 

That pushed me closer to your ears

And that…that enhanced that eruption

Of those beautiful love words

From my saddened and roasted heart!

 

In between four eyes

Danced the love of our hearts!

 

To my surprise

I could not surprise,

But comply!

 

To my complication,

I could not complicate

But simplify!

 

To my weakness

I could not witness

But I kept on advancing!

 

Close to your shoulders

I became!

Close to your ears

I whispered!

And so deep

Into your heart,

I searched for that treasure!

 

That treasure…

The beauty of yourself

The monolog of my heart desire!

Why did I meet you,

Inspires my heart to feel your body!

Why did I meet you,

Enforces me to be thanked

Before I think!

And shuns away misery

From my scissor!

 

Love, love, love…

Some called her a game…

Some called her a feeling…

Some called her a match…

And some called her a pain

But I call her the way1

The endless way to rediscover yourself!

 

When I am so in love

I run after the second hand for you

Just to overtake his space!

When I am so in love

I run after your tinniest dream

Just to overtake his inability!

And when I am so in love

I run after your misery

Just to burn his shadow beyond recognition!

 

Of cause that has left me with many scars…

But in between four eyes,

I saw scales of scars,

Falling down with a thud

From both worlds…

And I saw smiles of freshness

From a new bornself!

 

New bornself I love

New bornself I will forever love!

An element of prayer in my soul,

To be born once and for good!

Love in its traditional sense,

Love blessed from the heavenly places.

I guess this remains for our last tick

Of the big clock to answer!

 

But what I know is…

In between four eyes

I stammered for your love

And you murmured for my attention!

An end written in your own words

In another…another page

With another pen

From a different hand!

In between four eyes

Only the two understood

The same, differently!

Love…

effervescing…

In between…

The four eyes!

 

 

“It wasn’t easy…but we make it eazy!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Poem: UNITY Chideme (OUR MOTHER)!

                    UNITY

U- Underestimated God's power,
     planted in-between our creation,
     and our destiny!
N- Neither, overestimated devilish powerless plans,
     can- stop this wave of grace!
I- In our hearts it has stuck,
    In our minds it has clonned,
    In our lives is has cloated!
T- To demystify this mysterious darkness,
     to pave way to our paradise,
     and to comfort our hearts with joy and peace!
Y- Yokes of bondage have been broken from our sholders,
      curses have been turned into our blessings,
      and misery replaced with grace,
      as peace, unity and harmony pave ouir way...

                               UNITY
Our way to the new year!
Our way to the years beyond!
Our way to the end of the beginning!

HAPPY, HAPPY, HAPPY

Happy Birthday our MOTHER!
Happy Birthday our FATHER!
Happy Birthday our MOTHER-FATHER!
Happy Birthday our FATHER- MOTHER!
Happy Birthday our DESTINY

As we pray that, GOD's word continue to be your BREATHE!
Your breathe, your breathe, your breathe...
Your breathe that lives in our spirits...
Forever and ever...Amen!!!

                          *THE END*

Poem: Hungry People!

These people are hungry,
Yes! They are hungry!
Cry my children cry,
And let me give you the bread of life!
The bread of life, that gives you
Eyes to see, ears to hear
Hearts to discern and minds to create!
Yes! You eat, but that which has decayed
Yes! You drink, but that which has fermented
Yes! You breathe, but that which has been smoked!
Do not smoke your heir also, but heir your heir my children!
For you are fearfully and wonderfully made in the heavenly places!
Created from His own image- Yes! His own image my children
Given all power from the cross- Yes! From the cross
So as to learn and understand His magnificent glory
Before the fulfillment of of time, when we will model in the clouds,
Yes in the clouds! Like some peahen before beautiful purple and gold flowers...
Vomit these debris, this  debris my children
And let me give you the bread of life,
The bread of life, that gives birth to eternity- Yes eternity my children!
Let this thief ran away from you my children...
As it is written, "A wicked man rans when noone is chasing him!"
Eat my children eat! for the beginning is now at hand,
And the elemination is now in progress!
Start to create my children...
For long back you were made "Little Gods"
In the grace of the peaceful psalms of David!
Arise my children- arise!
Eat my children eat!
And create my children create!
For the creators hands are now itching!
Itching to create the unexpected and the beyond,
Only for the faithful chosen few...few...few...    

Poem: Not Me!

I will not retire, nor tire!
For, I smell the biggest award before my life!
Yes! fall I can fall- but I will not let any fall
Yes! I will not let you fall, no no nonono!
Grab the hand of Jesus Christ, that I use as my ladder,
To the heights of my destiny of destinies!
Yes! grab the hand of Jesus Christ,
That liberates you from the timezone of this world!
Yes! grab the hand of Jesus Christ,
That comes into your heart,
Through these lonely males words,
That awaits to marry their feminine victory,
Inside your heart- That silently bleeds with agony
Day by day by day...
Grab the hand of Jesus Christ and save your dying day
From these dark hungry and dirty devouring days!