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Thursday, July 9, 2026

Day of the Ancestors

 



It is the first of November

It is the day of the ancestors

On that day the children of Tovera

Gather at the Great Zimbabwe, their eternal capital.

They go into the Enclosure and walk barefoot

And pray at the Conical Tower where Tovera is buried.

They pray through their ancestors to God Mwari,

They pray for guidance and protection,

They pray for forgiveness for their wrongdoings,

They pray for blessings and good fortune.


Let all the totem clans unite

Forget your petty squabbles

Rattle the hosho gourd shakers

Pummel the ngoma drums

Play the mbira hand piano

Beat the marimba instruments

Wear your totem symbols proudly

Stamp your feet on the ground

Sing the sacred songs of the Shona people

Dance the totem dances of your clan

Recite the tsumo proverbs

Sacrifice your fattest beasts to God and your ancestors

Pray to the God Mwari through the ancestral spirits.



Tovera is our intercessor to God 

Tovera our father and Mambo King

You reside in the Nyikadzimu hereafter

Your royal blood flows in our veins

Your ancient tsumo proverbs live in our minds

Your songs and ngano fables reside in our hearts

Intercede for us when we pray

Speak to the God Mwari on our behalf.

May we be wealthy.

May Mwari God bless us with riches

May our harvests be bountiful

May we be wise and righteous

May our lives be long

May our children be healthy.


Tovera father of the Shona nation

 



Who is our father?

Who is he?

It is Tovera, the warrior, the elephant rider, the builder, the wise Mambo king!


There was once a man named Tovera 

He was born in Guruuswa, the “Place of the Tall Grass”

Tovera grew up in the Great Lakes kingdom

He was an albino and people laughed at his skin colour

But Tovera had an elephant called Samanyanga

He could control his big elephant 

He rode into battle on the back of his war elephant

Tovera became a famous warrior and musician.


The king of the Great Lakes became jealous of Tovera

The king hated Tovera for his popularity

And feared Tovera would take his throne

The king plotted to kill Tovera

But Tovera escaped death.


Tovera travelled south with Samanyanga his elephant

And settled in the land between Limpopo and Zambezi,

Tovera was chosen as king by the people.

 He became the first Mambo king of the Shona nation.

He called his kingdom Dzimbabwe, the houses of stone

Tovera lived in Great Zimbabwe the capital city

There was peace and prosperity throughout the land.


Who is our father?

Who is he?

It is Tovera, the warrior, the elephant rider, the builder, 

the wise Mambo king!


King Tovera married 12 wives 

He had many sons and daughters

He gave his children their totem names 

Shumba the lion, Mambiri the Nzou elephant, 

Mhofu Shava the eland

Soko the monkey, Ingwe the leopard, Hwai the sheep

Bere the hyena, Moyo the heart and many others.


Who is our father?

Who is he?

It is Tovera, the warrior, the elephant rider, the builder, the wise Mambo king!


Tovera taught the people the way of the ancestors

He showed them how to play the mbira hand piano

He taught his subjects the songs of the wild

He showed them how to tame wild animals

He told them about Mwari the creator

He gave them the tsumo proverbs and wise sayings

Tovera told them ngano fables about the wise hare and the foolish baboon.


Tovera taught the people that they were one with creation

He told them to respect all the animals, rivers, the trees and fishes.

Tovera taught his people to worship Mwari

And to pray to Mwari through their ancestors

He told them they would suffer if they ever abandoned their old traditions and worshipped foreign gods.


Who is our father?

Who is he?

It is Tovera, the warrior, the elephant rider, the builder, 

the wise Mambo king!


Tovera lived for a long life 

He died as an old man 

And his elephant Samanyanga died the same day

And all the people mourned their deaths

They were buried under the Conical Tower in the Enclosure at Great Zimbabwe

Tovera’s spirit went to Nyikadzimu the Land of the Ancestors 

The spirit flew east in the form of an eagle

Tovera became his people’s intercessor to God Mwari

Tovera heard the prayers of his descendants 

And spoke on their behalf to Mwari the creator.


Who is our father?

Who is he?

It is Tovera, the warrior, the elephant rider, the builder, the wise Mambo king!


Tovera’s descendants scattered all over the land.

Some went north and east

Others went south and west

But they met once a year at the Great Zimbabwe

They visited Tovera’s grave at the Conical Tower

They gathered and had a feast to remember Tovera

They sacrificed the fattest cattle to their ancestor

His descendants brewed beer and drank

And prayed to Mwari through Tovera 

They recited his tsumo proverbs

Sang their totem songs, and danced their totem dances.

Because they knew if they abandoned their customs

Tovera would punish them from the hereafter

And they would suffer the consequences.


Who is our father?

Who is he?

It is Tovera, the warrior, the elephant rider, the builder, the wise Mambo king!


How the God Mwari created the world

 




In the beginning the God Mwari stretched out his hands

And he built the sun, the stars and the moon,

He made day and night,

Land and sea,

Forests and deserts,

Mountains and plains,

Fire and wind,

Earth and water.

Hot summers and cold winters

Dry seasons and wet seasons.


Mwari made plants and fishes,

Birds and animals.

He made the hunter and the hunted,

The carnivores and the grass eaters,

Tame animals and wild mammals.


The God Mwari formed humans

He made men and women,

He created people of different colours,

He made blacks and whites,

Brown and yellow people.

He made different nations with different languages

He formed various tribes with various cultures.



Mwari made wicked people and righteous people

Strong tribes and weak nations

Wise men and fools

Beautiful people and ugly people,

Tall men and short men

Chaste wives and promiscuous whores

Fat people and thin people,

Rich people and poor people

The brave and the cowardly.


Mwari has mysterious wisdom that cannot be explained

He made benevolent spirits and evil spirits

Life and death,

Joy and sorrow,

Good fortune and tragedy,

Cruelty and kindness,

Sicknesses and cures,

Pain and pleasure,

Feast and famine,

War and peace,

Truth and deceit.


When Mwari saw that there was perfect balance in the 

world, he rested.

Mwari left humans to manage their own affairs,

He instructed them to appeal to their ancestral spirits for 

assistance and guidance.


The Way to Nyikadzimu

 



What is the way to heaven?

Where is the path to Nyikadzimu?

How do we find a place in the Land of the Ancestors?


Nyikadzimu is in the east not the west

It is where the dead spend eternity

It is a place of joy and rest

But only the righteous will find it

Those who honour their ancestors will dwell there

The wicked have no place in the heavens

They will roam the earth without rest


So let us honour our forefathers

We will remember our past

Then we will go to Nyikadzimu

And sit with God Mwari and our ancestors


We will make annual pilgrimage to Great Zimbabwe,

We will walk barefoot in the Enclosure for it is sacred ground

We will pray at the Conical Tower where Tovera is buried

We will pray through our ancestors to God Mwari,

We will pray for guidance and protection,

We will pray for forgiveness for our wrongdoings,

We will pray for blessings and good fortune.

We will wear proudly garments with our totems,

We will sacrifice our fattest beasts to God and our predecessors,

We will study the tsumo proverbs and apply them,

We will tattoo our totem symbols on our skin

We will keep sculptures and amulets of our totems for good luck and protection

We will use our totems as our surnames

Wherever we are, we will pray facing Great Zimbabwe

We will not marry foreigners who don’t speak our language

We will not have marry anyone from the same totem.

We will never forsake our traditions

We will never forget our history and ancestors

We will remember our tsumo proverbs.

We will not follow the religion of strangers

We will not give our children foreign names

If we do so we will provoke our ancestors’ anger

May we suffer if we abandon our ancient ways.


We will not steal, murder or rape

For murder, theft and rape are the worst of crimes

Murderers, rapists and thieves are worse than animals

The ancestors cannot forgive those who rape, steal and kill

There is no place for thieves, rapists and murderers in the Nyikadzimu afterlife

The rapist, the murderer and the thief cannot sit with Tovera

The ancestors will reject thieves, rapists and murderers

And the ghosts of the wicked will roam for eternity without rest.


If we forsake our heritage

If we give our children foreign names

Our ancestors will not recognise us in the afterlife

They will reject us from the Nyikadzimu hereafter

And we will wander aimlessly for eternity without rest.


If we follow the ancient way of the ancestors

When we die we shall dwell with our forebears in the 

Nyikadzimu hereafter.

And we will drink and feast for eternity with Tovera.


All Roads Lead To Great Zimbabwe

 


Come together all the totems of the Dzimbabwe land

Gather at the Great Zimbabwe the city of Tovera

It is time for the Biraguru, the Great Dance

Praise the God Mwari with song and dance

Praise your ancestor Tovera with poetry.


It is the time after the harvest

Now it is time to rest

Now it is time to feast

Slaughter your fattest beasts

Play drums, the mbira, the marimba and clap your hands.


The people have their totems on garments and flags

And every clan sings and brags

About how their totem is the greatest

The Lion, the Impala, the Hearts, the Elephant and all the rest

They sing and dance in turn to show who is the best.

The rich and the poor, the old and the young

The mother, the father, the daughter and the son,

Celebrate the Biraguru ceremony together as one.

The Mambo king listens to the songs and eyes the dance

And gives a prize to the best performance from among the totem clans.


Enter the Great Enclosure and go to Tovera’s grave

Under the Conical Tower his remains will be found

Be respectful and do not misbehave

Walk barefoot, for it is sacred ground

Pray for blessings and forgiveness at the Conical Tower

Pray through the ancestors and appeal to God’s power.


Then leave the Enclosure and join your peers

Sing, dance, eat meat and drink beer.

When you see the Mambo king you must cheer

But you’ll get burnt if you get too near

Don’t turn your back on him, don’t show him your rear


In his right hand the Mambo king holds an ivory sceptre

On his head the king wears an ivory crown

He sits on an ivory throne.

The Mambo King wears a white robe,  

The Mambo Queen wears a black robe, 

Both King and Queen walk barefoot.

All the chiefs swear allegiance to the Mambo king

And show their loyalty to him by the tribute that they bring.


Then all the people pray to the God Mwari, the creator

They pray to God through their ancestors 

Their forebears in the spirit realm are their intercessors.

They thank Mwari for the rains, harvests and their good health

And ask Mwari to bless the Shona nation with prosperity and wealth.


Then the crowd sings

While they play ngoma and hosho, mbira instruments

‘Mambo king you are the descendant of Tovera

You are the son of Munhumutapa Nyatsimba Mutota

You walk on salt on your way to your ivory throne

From Zambezi to Limpopo the Dzimbabwe land is your realm.

The Shona are your people,

Mwari is our god,

The ngoma drum is a symbol of our nation.

Your stare makes your enemies tremble,

You cannot tell a lie,

You punish the guilty,

You are a father to the orphans,

You are a teacher to the foolish,

You protect the innocent,

You feed the hungry,

Without you there is chaos,

You are the elephant, the king of all the animals

Raise your trunk and trumpet!’


The Mambo takes the sacred book the Tsumos and reads 

from its pages  

Therein lies the wise sayings of the sages of past ages

The King and his people know all the proverbs by heart

And can recite every part of the book from the start.

In the Tsumos book there are fables about the totem animals such as the lion and the monkey

And other beasts like the hyena and the donkey.

The Mambo imparts wisdom to a silent crowd

As the King speaks loud no one will make a sound

Then after the Mambo has spoken, he will rest

And the people will continue to feast until the sun sinks into the horizon in the west.

The people head back to home with anticipation

Of next year’s feast at the Great Zimbabwe Biraguru celebration.


Rhodesia

 


From the land of Britain we came

To a land of darkness, we brought a flame.

With our might the wilderness we tamed

And built a proud nation, Rhodesia is its name.

With Christ in our hearts, we shall remain pure

With Christ as our Lord, Rhodesia shall endure.

We shall carry the torch and keep the darkness at bay

We shall carry the torch and lead the way.

Carry the torch!

Carry the torch!

Carry the torch!


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