THE JUGGLER

By Tikum Mbah Azonga

I did it alone
All alone, I swear
So don’t involve them
I stand by my deed and word
I won’t deny it
Neither will I quiver.

It was who hid the weaver bird’s bone
Because I had nothing to wear
Not being able to go to Bethlehem
I prayed about Mary and the Word
Thanks to them I avoided the deep pit
Today, I’m not the weaver bird, but just the weaver.

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