THE MESSIAH'S RHAPSODY

THE MESSIAH’S RHAPSODY: JULIUS SAI MUTYAMBIZI-DEWA

There is a man told in scripture and at difficult times
Literature and orature
He was born on Christmas day
And he died on Easter
Those who revered him sung for him a beautiful song
HOZA-NA HOZAAANA HOZANA

He influences Saints and dies for martyrs
Yet there are no words written on his epitaph
They say his love is big
My mother says the same, my father says the same
I don’t know what to tell my son and how to tell my daughter
About the love of a man who influenced Saints
And died for martyrs
BUT I CAN HEAR WAVES SIEVING MY VEINS
THEY SAY HOZA-NA HOZAAANA HOZANA HOZANA

He loved to walk with the poor, and fed them from his spoon
In boom times and in boon times he would bloom
As he poured a cocktail of love
Treading like a dove, siding with lepers
Not taking them as lemurs which are left to sleep
He filled hearts with happiness
And relieved the sad of their sorrow
Chilling their marrow
AND ALL THOSE WHO REVERED HIM WOULD SING ALONG
HOZA-NA HOZAAANA HOZANA HOZANA

Whatever the meaning of the sermons they preach
To the ears of the faithful and the non-believers
The word of LOVE carries the same meaning
Whatever the language; audible or visible
I know the way to teach my son, however I do
As long as I reach the veins of his heart
AND I WILL BE SINGING HIM THE BEAUTIFUL SONG
HOZA-NA HOZAAANA HOZANA HOZANA

As they grow to find love, in the middle of a challenging world
I will tell my son to open his heart......and make his body a beautiful hut
Looking for the love of a woman who will influence him to be a Saint
To follow the scent of the man I have heard in scripture
I have listened for the umpteenth time
No matter what side you are, but for his love I will follow the scent
And love to exceed the love of Saints, and sacrifice more than Martyrs!
AND I WILL SING THE SONG, THAT APPRECIATES LOVE
HOZA-NA HOZAAANA HOZANA HOZANA