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Unaweza kuyatambua mawazo ya ndani ya fikra za mtu kwa kusoma maandiko yake. Kwa wale wanaompinga Mkapa au kumuunga mkono wanatakiwa kusoma shairi hili wakati huo Mkapa akiwa ni mwanafunzi katika Chuo Kikuu cha Makere nchi Uganda.
FACING A VOLCANO
By Ben Mkapa
Like an angry lion of the tropical jungle
The lava shoots up,
A red arrow piercing a canopy of clouds,
It threatens the endless stretch of sky.
A circling garb of hot air,
A circling garb of humans.
A red cross on a green jeep,
A red cross on a wood shack,
A red cross on a white breast.
They standby, grim, unshaken,
To guard this circling garb of humans.
They are all here,
Men, women; young and old,
Mystified, terrified.
They gape it in, their cameras click;
Later, removed in space and time,
They will vent an endless chime:
Is it not wonderful?
A boy and a girl, but a few hours met,
Their backs to the volcano, they face camera;
He wants a souvenir.
Is it not wonderful?
A beautiful girl, and behind a beautiful monster.
A big truck unloads its cargo,
Majestic, springy, the cargo swells the circling garb of humans.
These are guards, of men against other men.
The army, of course! They too missed the red lion.
No, no, this is no enemy; juts a glorious sight
And the red tongue lashes out.
But it wont lick the sky;
It wont lick these men there are other tongue
What thoughts do they all have? What feelings?
As the eruptions bowel of lost time hurls
The granitic deluge of suppressed earth which
Apace invades forlorn man and crop, and
Imposes a reign of barrenness;
What thoughts do they all have? What stir them?
Fear, awe,
Man helpless in contest with nature.
He cannot harness this; he cannot explore it.
What a fire! It surpasses hell.
But the clergyman is not here;
He has known a hell fire; he doesnt have to see it.
It is better imaged in the cloister, in the pulpit
Better described.
Nothing real, this heat, and dust, and fire.
It makes no souls repent.
They work at calculations,
Scientists and seismographs.
It defies them all, this tongue of fire, this fierce fiasco of rock and
Dust;
It defies time, this fiery testimony of nature.
Ruthless, devastating, defiant,
An angry arrow of fire.
Jamaa alikuwa analizungumzia vuguvugu la waafrika kudai uhuru au Volkano ya kiukweli? Kuchagua kwake Volkano kuelezea hisia zake kumesawiri aina ya utawala aliokuwa nao kwa miaka kumi aliyokuwa Rais wa Tanzania?
FACING A VOLCANO
By Ben Mkapa
Like an angry lion of the tropical jungle
The lava shoots up,
A red arrow piercing a canopy of clouds,
It threatens the endless stretch of sky.
A circling garb of hot air,
A circling garb of humans.
A red cross on a green jeep,
A red cross on a wood shack,
A red cross on a white breast.
They standby, grim, unshaken,
To guard this circling garb of humans.
They are all here,
Men, women; young and old,
Mystified, terrified.
They gape it in, their cameras click;
Later, removed in space and time,
They will vent an endless chime:
Is it not wonderful?
A boy and a girl, but a few hours met,
Their backs to the volcano, they face camera;
He wants a souvenir.
Is it not wonderful?
A beautiful girl, and behind a beautiful monster.
A big truck unloads its cargo,
Majestic, springy, the cargo swells the circling garb of humans.
These are guards, of men against other men.
The army, of course! They too missed the red lion.
No, no, this is no enemy; juts a glorious sight
And the red tongue lashes out.
But it wont lick the sky;
It wont lick these men there are other tongue
What thoughts do they all have? What feelings?
As the eruptions bowel of lost time hurls
The granitic deluge of suppressed earth which
Apace invades forlorn man and crop, and
Imposes a reign of barrenness;
What thoughts do they all have? What stir them?
Fear, awe,
Man helpless in contest with nature.
He cannot harness this; he cannot explore it.
What a fire! It surpasses hell.
But the clergyman is not here;
He has known a hell fire; he doesnt have to see it.
It is better imaged in the cloister, in the pulpit
Better described.
Nothing real, this heat, and dust, and fire.
It makes no souls repent.
They work at calculations,
Scientists and seismographs.
It defies them all, this tongue of fire, this fierce fiasco of rock and
Dust;
It defies time, this fiery testimony of nature.
Ruthless, devastating, defiant,
An angry arrow of fire.
Jamaa alikuwa analizungumzia vuguvugu la waafrika kudai uhuru au Volkano ya kiukweli? Kuchagua kwake Volkano kuelezea hisia zake kumesawiri aina ya utawala aliokuwa nao kwa miaka kumi aliyokuwa Rais wa Tanzania?