Khami Ruins
Khami Ruins
Whispers of Stone: A Journey Through the Khami Ruins
Tucked away on the outskirts of Bulawayo, Zimbabwe’s second-largest city, lies a place where time has quietly folded in on itself — the Khami Ruins. At first glance, it may seem like just a series of ancient stone walls, but spend a moment there and the air itself begins to hum with stories centuries old.
I arrived on a crisp morning, mist still clinging to the brush and trees that skirt the ruins. The first thing that struck me wasn’t the ruins themselves, but the silence — a deep, profound stillness that only ancient places seem to hold. It’s the kind of quiet that urges you to listen, as if the stones themselves might speak.
Khami was once the capital of the Kingdom of Butua a powerful successor state to Great Zimbabwe. From around 1450 to 1650, this city was a bustling trade center, connecting the African interior to the Portuguese along the coast. The people of Khami built with granite, carefully stacking stones without mortar, crafting terraces, platforms, and living spaces that defied both time and erosion.
As I walked among the ruins, I found myself imagining life here — children weaving through alleyways, merchants shouting deals in a mix of Shona and foreign tongues, priests offering prayers to the ancestors. The craftsmanship is mesmerizing: patterned walls, stone passageways, and the remnants of spiritual sites that suggest Khami was as much a place of ritual as it was of governance.
One of the most striking features is the Hill Complex a raised area that may have served as a royal palace. From its summit, you can look out over the surrounding landscape and imagine the kings of Butua standing there, watching over their people, their cattle, and their thriving city.
But Khami is more than a historical site — it’s a symbol of African resilience and ingenuity. It reminds us that long before colonial borders and foreign maps, sophisticated civilizations flourished across the continent. The site was declared a UNESCO World Heritage Site in 1986, a nod to its cultural and archaeological importance.As I left Khami that day, the sun dipped low behind the acacia trees, casting long shadows over the ruins. The stones, quiet once more, seemed to smile knowingly. I realized then that Khami isn’t just a place you visit — it’s a place that stays with you.

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