MARCY'S WORLD

Taarab In rhythmic embrace, Taarab whispers tales, From Arabian sands to Kenya's coastal trails. A fusion rich, with roots entwined, Instruments adorned, melodies designed. Arabic ud, with its ancient call, Echoes through time, enchanting all. Taarab, the name, in joy it sings, A blend of cultures, where harmony springs. From sacred chants to secular rhyme, It weaves a tapestry, through space and time. Kinanda's strings once danced the night, In Mombasa's streets, in Lamu's light. Siti Binti Saad, a legend revered, In Zanzibar's embrace, her music steered. With Kiswahili's grace, she paved the way, For Taarab's rise, in night and day. Call and response, a symphony's dance, Male and female voices, in rhythmic trance. Instruments unite, in melodic flight, Harmonium, tabla, with drums so tight. Coast Nights in Nairobi, where cultures blend, Taarab's melodies, they never end. Chakacha's sway, Mwanzele's call, In Kenya's heart, music enthralls...

Mwanzele In the land of vibrant sun and swirling breeze, Where Kenya's heart beats in melodies, A tale of music, rich and grand, Unfolds along the coastal sand. Mwanzele, they call it, with a lively sway, Born from Mijikenda's joyful play, Amidst weddings, festivals, and merry cheers, It dances through the passing years. Taarab's whispers, Chakacha's embrace, Bango's rhythm, interlace, Instruments sing, drums and bells, Tales of joy that the heart tells. Call and response, voices unite, Underneath the day's warm light, As Swahili words in coastal tongue, Tell of love, of laughter sung. Though beyond Kenya's gentle shore, Mwanzele's rhythm asks for more, In Albert Shehi's tunes, Kilimanjaro's band, The spirit of Mwanzele, roams the land. So let it dance, let it sing, In every heart, let it ring, For Nzele, Mwanzele, by any name, A treasure of culture, a vibrant flame.