Bird of Courage

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In life, we use a lot of efforts to embellish and take care of what/who we appreciate. Despite this, there are always negative efforts that come to damage our deeds. These destructive efforts will
never reduce all our sweat to nil; there will always be something to rebuild on. Such destruction should not hinder us from doing good, for there is always hope to recover something of our damaged
deeds to rebuild on.

Submitted: December 05, 2017

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Submitted: December 05, 2017



Bird of Courage

In my garden, many trees were planted to grow

In the middle, one stood tall and beautiful

Its green leaves and size gave me pride

For with courage I sweated to feed it


Into it, from all corners flew and sat

Many more weaved for their eggs to lay

A shelter for the eggs to lay and hatch fledgelings

With courage, day and night the birds toiled


No birds’ nests the tree hated

In the branches, many were dangling

Majority fell off under a strong wind

The coward birds abandoned the tree


Unscathed was one nest inside the branches

To the father weaver, it gave hope

To allow it to survive, the wind will stop

And no more birds will venture in this shrub


Mother and father birds will join to celebrate

Their wings, they will flap; they will hum

For their nest endured the fate

The winds are over to live another time


Repelling nest will live an amazing moment

For through hurdles some perished

As their hope vanquished in the universe

To rejoice the weavers, fledgelings will mature

Birds of courage will never abandon such a fight


Poem by Mugisho N Theophile

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