THE HOUSELESS WHITE EGG

The Houseless White Egg

Give me time to think
Or else I'll tell a story
Of the houseless white egg
Which I brought to my nest
Saving it from inclemency.

The egg I covered and warmed
With my even-handed wings
And waited...

The egg that soon hatched
Days earlier than
My own eggs
And pullulated with tiny
White feathers that
Started yellowing slowly
Still under my wings.

Give me time to think
Or else I'll let you know
How these yellow feathers
Bloomed finally into
Deep yellow feathers
Before I came to know
The bird was a weaver.

I'll also let you know
How this weaverbird
Soared into the air
Built its own nest
Laid many eggs and formed
Territories 'round my nest,
If I don't get time to think.

The time my own eggs hatched 
Already, I was a captive
My fledglings homeless.

O noisy weaverbirds!

Saltating from branch to branch
Singing deafening songs
At each happy aurora
Is part of their life.
So when the sun wakes up
It's my humble fledglings
That lose their peace.

O yellow weaverbirds!

How your yellow outdoes
The green of the canopy
How your yellow outdoes
The blue of the sky
How your yellow outdoes
The red of the stars
How your yellow outdoes, Oh,
All colours in the vicinity!

How your yellow scares
Me whenever I wake up
And mistake it for fireflames 
That burn to death!

Will I get time to think
And force this story
Of the houseless white egg
To have a happy ending?

Abiney Kitooke.

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