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Kofi Awoonor (The Weaver Bird)

Rating: 3.5

The weaver bird built in our house

And laid its eggs on our only tree

We did not want to send it away

We watched the building of the nest

And supervised the egg-laying.

And the weaver returned in the guise of the owner

Preaching salvation to us that owned the house

They say it came from the west

Where the storms at sea had felled the gulls

And the fishers dried their nets by lantern light

Its sermon is the divination of ourselves

And our new horizons limit as its nest.

But we cannot join the prayers and answers of the communicants

We look for new homes every day,

For new altars we strive to re-build

The old shrines defiled from the weaver's excrement.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Olayinka Oregbemi 07 October 2013

Tribute to the Late literary icon, Kofi Awonoor, one of the African finest writers.

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Babatunde Aremu 26 September 2013

A very wonderful contribution from the sage. The weaver came and preach deliverance and salvation.Yet we seek for new salvation because of the descretion of the old order.

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Madhabi Banerjee 21 March 2017

a wanderful piece of philosophy

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Osazee Dankaro 26 September 2016

Sad the way we lose our African intellects without replacements.

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Folorunso Oladipo Daniel 27 January 2016

The poem documents our unforgetable history.

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Dr Antony Theodore 09 January 2016

But we cannot join the prayers and answers of the communicants We look for new homes every day, For new altars we strive to re-build The old shrines defiled from the weaver's excrement. very nice and bold statements and decisions. thank you. tony

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Folorunso Oladipo Daniel 19 December 2015

... one if the best poem that contributed to the past if our beloved continent.... read mine 'My Mores...

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