Simbi and the Satyr of the Dark Jungle Read Online Free PDF
Author: Amos Tutuola
onto the heads of the gods and onto the kingâs head as well. Thus the king was doing to everyone of the slavesuntil it was the turn of Simbi, before it would be the turn of Rali, Sala, Bako, Kadara and some of the other slaves who were not the natives of their village.
But as Simbi had been an expert singer in her village it was easier for her to form a kind of a long sorrowful song at the same time. And she was mentioning a part of the song often and often to the kingââPlease, the king, set the rest of us free.â âHa!âa!âa! donât you know you have become the slave of these gods this mid night!â the king and the rest exclaimed at a time.
âPlease, the chiefs, deliver us from these gods!â
âHa!âa!âa! you chiefs, donât you hear her plead now!â the king exclaimed to the chiefs. Then the chiefs, king, the prominent people and with the whole of the common people who were at outside of the shrine replied to Simbiâs request with song loudlyââDonât you hear, she asks the chiefs to deliver her. But she does not aware that she had become the slave of the gods this mid night, who (gods) are going to drink her (Simbiâs) blood just one or two minutes time!â
Having heard like that, Simbi did not waste the time. She changed that song to a kind of a melodious song.
When she started to sing it, the king, the chiefs, the prominent people and the common people who were at the outside of the shrine had lost all their senses at the same time and then were dancing here and there and were shouting loudly with great joy.
As they were still dancing about, it was so Simbi was thinking in mind how she could be saved. âIf I had obeyed my motherâs warning, all these things would havenot happened to me. Yayâay! I am dying this midnight! Of course, my spook may go and inform my mother that I have been killed for the gods of the Sinnersâ town,â Simbi painfully said.
Accidentally, it came to Simbiâs mind at that moment to grasp the sword which the king held, with which he had beheaded some of the slaves before her own turn.
âHurah! hurah! hurah!â the king with the rest people exclaimed with happiness.
âI am happy now that my head and gods accept my sacrifice and accept all my prayers as well, if not so this slave (Simbi) will not be singing a melodious song as this one!â the king happily announced to his people.
When he and the chiefs, etc. danced back to the gods and as Simbi was laid down before them (gods) all the while, and immediately he (king) raised up the sword just to behead her as well as he had beheaded many others, she jumped up and grasped the sword from him. Without hesitation she beheaded him with that sword and some of the chiefs, etc. as well who attempted to hold her for killing. And the rest chiefs, the prominent people and all the common people who were dancing at the outside of the shrine, having seen this, they were disordered.
As the whole of them were still hurthing here and there, Simbi with the rest slaves who had been expecting their turn to die, ran out of the shrine. Having glanced round there for a shelter and when there was none, they were running along on a path that which was found thereabouts as hastily as they could, so that they mightrun far away and then shelter themselves from the people of the Sinnersâ town, who probably might be chasing them to kill.
But Simbi still held the sword with which she had beheaded the king, etc. Thus she saved herself and the rest slave girls of about nine in number, among of whom were Rali, Sala, Bako and Kadara respectively.
Having run furiously on that path for about one hour and became tired, then they started to walk along slowly. Having travelled till the daybreak but they did not reach a town and they did not meet anybody, then they stopped and sat down in form of a circle and were mobbed, of course, they were
But as Simbi had been an expert singer in her village it was easier for her to form a kind of a long sorrowful song at the same time. And she was mentioning a part of the song often and often to the kingââPlease, the king, set the rest of us free.â âHa!âa!âa! donât you know you have become the slave of these gods this mid night!â the king and the rest exclaimed at a time.
âPlease, the chiefs, deliver us from these gods!â
âHa!âa!âa! you chiefs, donât you hear her plead now!â the king exclaimed to the chiefs. Then the chiefs, king, the prominent people and with the whole of the common people who were at outside of the shrine replied to Simbiâs request with song loudlyââDonât you hear, she asks the chiefs to deliver her. But she does not aware that she had become the slave of the gods this mid night, who (gods) are going to drink her (Simbiâs) blood just one or two minutes time!â
Having heard like that, Simbi did not waste the time. She changed that song to a kind of a melodious song.
When she started to sing it, the king, the chiefs, the prominent people and the common people who were at the outside of the shrine had lost all their senses at the same time and then were dancing here and there and were shouting loudly with great joy.
As they were still dancing about, it was so Simbi was thinking in mind how she could be saved. âIf I had obeyed my motherâs warning, all these things would havenot happened to me. Yayâay! I am dying this midnight! Of course, my spook may go and inform my mother that I have been killed for the gods of the Sinnersâ town,â Simbi painfully said.
Accidentally, it came to Simbiâs mind at that moment to grasp the sword which the king held, with which he had beheaded some of the slaves before her own turn.
âHurah! hurah! hurah!â the king with the rest people exclaimed with happiness.
âI am happy now that my head and gods accept my sacrifice and accept all my prayers as well, if not so this slave (Simbi) will not be singing a melodious song as this one!â the king happily announced to his people.
When he and the chiefs, etc. danced back to the gods and as Simbi was laid down before them (gods) all the while, and immediately he (king) raised up the sword just to behead her as well as he had beheaded many others, she jumped up and grasped the sword from him. Without hesitation she beheaded him with that sword and some of the chiefs, etc. as well who attempted to hold her for killing. And the rest chiefs, the prominent people and all the common people who were dancing at the outside of the shrine, having seen this, they were disordered.
As the whole of them were still hurthing here and there, Simbi with the rest slaves who had been expecting their turn to die, ran out of the shrine. Having glanced round there for a shelter and when there was none, they were running along on a path that which was found thereabouts as hastily as they could, so that they mightrun far away and then shelter themselves from the people of the Sinnersâ town, who probably might be chasing them to kill.
But Simbi still held the sword with which she had beheaded the king, etc. Thus she saved herself and the rest slave girls of about nine in number, among of whom were Rali, Sala, Bako and Kadara respectively.
Having run furiously on that path for about one hour and became tired, then they started to walk along slowly. Having travelled till the daybreak but they did not reach a town and they did not meet anybody, then they stopped and sat down in form of a circle and were mobbed, of course, they were