POETRY: A BIRD IN EXILE
WRITTEN BY BERNARD GABRIEL OKURUT
Here I am lonely bird,
Flying from tree to tree
With no place to call my own.
Here I am lonely star shining on
A moonless night.
Here I am-dead river,
Flowing without end
Carrying nothing but dead remains!
Hear I stand,
Hopelessly in the middle of nowhere.
Am over fed with hunger,
Am over drunk with anger,
Forgotten, hated, and slandered.
They have turned
My victory song into a dirge,
And replaced the rhythm
With melancholy.
They no longer sing my praises
But talk ill of the good works
My hands have done!
Am a war hero, now forgotten.
They now talk ill of me as a villain,
They slander me.
And awaken anger.
In people’s hearts.
They have destroyed all my cities
And hold my family captive.
Now here I am lonely bird,
Flying from tree to tree,
With no place to rest my
Snow frozen feet.
Poem by
Bernard Gabriel Okurut
Bernard Gabriel Okurut a.k. a Blacfut Oracle is a young Ugadan poet, singer, songwriter, freelance journalist and literally activist. He is the author of the ‘Noisy Silence’ a Ugandan poetry anthology published on amazon.com. He is a student of English language and literature at Kyambogo University, Kampala Uganda. Okurut is the founder of ’Psychic Poetry’’ a young poets student movement based in East Africa. Born and raised in a family of teachers, he started reading and writing poetry at an early age. His unique wit and pun makes him one of the most phenomenal young Ugandan writer.
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