Little Weaverbirds Poem by Babatunde Aremu

I planted my palm trees
To make my environment beautiful
And to enjoy natural scenery
Little weaverbirds came
Seeking for their nests
Before long, the fronds were peeled
Revealing the veins of the branches
I was angst with the little creatures
I rued over the devastation
I pursued and cursed the tiny birds
Yet they care less and persisted
They kept on weaving nests upon nests
Before long I began to see their beauty
I admired the dexterity of their art
Their resilience amused me
They flocked together to weave and work
All of them sonorously shrieked in unison
Curiosity overshadowed my anger
From the little weaverbirds
I see odds situations turned around
In this little creatures are resolve,
Peace, unity of purpose and togetherness
I learnt that no family or nation is built
Without challenges and odds
I learnt what first bring pain
Does not necessarily end in pain
So, in little weaverbirds I've gained
A lesson that endures for ever