Opinion / Columnist
Sangomas are also looking for money
27 Aug 2021 at 04:07hrs | Views
A trio of male adults left Zimbabwe for Mozambique in search of a Sangoma to give them a get-rich-quick voodoo panacea.
A yesternight borne fire discussion had assured them in Nampula province of Mozambique riches were a low fruit waiting for pickers, provided one had a heart of stone.
Indeed sunrise found them miles in hinterland 'Mosken', A few greenback notes in the back pocket to pay for services rendered, one then wonders why one wanders to consult a Sangoma who is a charity case or desperado.
At destination, a scarecrow figure who looked like an apparition from yore was their host. Beads artwork was his apparel and a tilted hovel was his board.
Sickly chickens and an equally sick dog was his livestock and pet, a sorry sight indeed moreso for a bush-doctor.
Where do they put all the money they fleece from the gullible public, why fall for a ruse? Two nights at the witch doctor residence was enough to make them lossen their wallets and part with hard earned cash.
Herbal stuff in bag and a wooden staff in hand for GPS guidance to retrace footsteps, the trio walked away gleefully at the false idea of making loads of money. Very soon the energetic step slowed down to a weakly woble, they had strayed into thick rainforest of Mozambique.
Rations and water finished, they resorted to drinking from their anatomical cisterns until dehydration was visible.
Hollow eyes, elastic skin and visible ribcage, vultures started circling high above them. Bag of stuff and staff long discarded they all perished in a rather gory single file as if in a forest short-relay to reach and knock at Heaven's door.
Blessed are those who die in God. There is no shortcut to riches, hard work pays. Why be a devil's advocate, buffalo soldier for the antichrist, do not give the devil a foothold lest you do his bidding. Farming is good profitable business.
Buying and selling breaks no bones. Even Bones my brother new it. Endeavour to live innocently and leave a legacy of innocence and honesty. As we celebrate the genesis of the hot season, let's continue to mask up and maintain social distancing. This Covid you see now will soon be no more. Our God is forever faithful.
Thomas Tondo Murisa. Chinehasha.
A yesternight borne fire discussion had assured them in Nampula province of Mozambique riches were a low fruit waiting for pickers, provided one had a heart of stone.
Indeed sunrise found them miles in hinterland 'Mosken', A few greenback notes in the back pocket to pay for services rendered, one then wonders why one wanders to consult a Sangoma who is a charity case or desperado.
At destination, a scarecrow figure who looked like an apparition from yore was their host. Beads artwork was his apparel and a tilted hovel was his board.
Sickly chickens and an equally sick dog was his livestock and pet, a sorry sight indeed moreso for a bush-doctor.
Where do they put all the money they fleece from the gullible public, why fall for a ruse? Two nights at the witch doctor residence was enough to make them lossen their wallets and part with hard earned cash.
Herbal stuff in bag and a wooden staff in hand for GPS guidance to retrace footsteps, the trio walked away gleefully at the false idea of making loads of money. Very soon the energetic step slowed down to a weakly woble, they had strayed into thick rainforest of Mozambique.
Rations and water finished, they resorted to drinking from their anatomical cisterns until dehydration was visible.
Hollow eyes, elastic skin and visible ribcage, vultures started circling high above them. Bag of stuff and staff long discarded they all perished in a rather gory single file as if in a forest short-relay to reach and knock at Heaven's door.
Blessed are those who die in God. There is no shortcut to riches, hard work pays. Why be a devil's advocate, buffalo soldier for the antichrist, do not give the devil a foothold lest you do his bidding. Farming is good profitable business.
Buying and selling breaks no bones. Even Bones my brother new it. Endeavour to live innocently and leave a legacy of innocence and honesty. As we celebrate the genesis of the hot season, let's continue to mask up and maintain social distancing. This Covid you see now will soon be no more. Our God is forever faithful.
Thomas Tondo Murisa. Chinehasha.
Source - Thomas Tondo Murisa
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