The weaver bird built in our house
And laid its eggs on our only tree
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Sad the way we lose our African intellects without replacements.
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
... one if the best poem that contributed to the past if our beloved continent.... read mine 'My Mores...
Tribute to the Late literary icon, Kofi Awonoor, one of the African finest writers.
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.
a wanderful piece of philosophy