Changamire M’zizi (Kantini Samson) is a Zambian poet, a development educationalist, and a cultural historian. He is interested in the aims, the strategies, and the content of the socialization and transformative processes that they ought to have in place to create, promote and raise the critical consciousness of wholeness in low-resourced environments in order to bridge the divide between the worlds of rich and poor, and the theory and practice for sustainable societies. He holds a Ph.D. in Education from Seoul National University, an MEd in Education and Development from The University of Zambia (UNZA), an MA in Literature, and a BA in Education (BAEd) also from UNZA. He has received a Certificate in Diplomatic Practice, Protocol, and Public Relations from the Zambia Institute of Diplomacy and International Studies (ZIDIS). Currently, He is Senior Programme Officer for Culture, Communication and Information at the Zambia National Commission for the United Nations Educational, Scientific and Cultural Organisation (UNESCO)
냔자어/체와어(Nyanja/Chewa) : 체와어(Chewa)는 말라위의 공용어이다. 니제르콩고어족에 속하며 냔자어(Nanja)로도 알려져 있다. 시인은 모어(母語)인 냔자어(Nyanja)/체와어(Chewa)로 이야기의 내용, 그 속의 인물들, 그것이 지니는 문화적 가치 등의 이미지와 격언과 비유를 표현한
The little mouse cannot
The little mouse cannot
Bite me it cannot
Bit me it cannot, the little mouse
Father is crying
Mother has been usurped by matters of rights
She has forgotten love
She only sees rights
She wants rights, she doesn’t want love
She doesn’t want love, she just wants rights
Father is crying
He is not right producing house
But mother just wants rights
And so does my sister, she just wants rights
But she cannot cook nsima
Not even vegetable relish, this is foolish
What kind of rights stops you from cooking
A rat that sits on the bread is difficult to kill
Father is outraged
If it is possible, this rat will be killed
And eaten like Ntika the mice
Father is crying
He is capable of love but not rights
Given rights always have an end
Because they are manmade
Mother’s name is now the maid
The very maidenhood that is burren
For her to conceive she wants a maid
And years are passing by she can;t conceive
She doesn’t want love she says it is immesurable
She just wants rights because they can be quantified
Father is crying …
We have lost our mother in matters of rights
We are all human above and before our gender
But matters of rights are telling her otherwise
That she is human because she is a woman
Life has no gender
Life is humanness, the humanity of every human
Earthlings, citizens of the world living in love of one another
