MAMA

I wrote this poem in 2003, its one of my favorites.

Thought of sharing it with you.

Mama

A thousand years ago

African women where our only priority

Now its time to worship our fallen goddesses

Our African mothers

The first days you gave us sight

The first days you kept us warm

The first days you gave us food to nourish

Mama in all these days you gave us love

I am happy that I am your son

Mama, throughout history

You suffered life of slavery

You got killed, enslaved in this continent

You cried for your children and husbands

Mama my African sovereign

You are every child’s dream

When I am unwell you there to make me better

You were always there through our emotions in any weather

Mama, our spiritual inspiration

You fought wars for our liberation

Look at us now we are a free generation

Although missing our motherly light

What else would a son need?

I love you like an inestimable gift

You are the queen of our souls

African mother is beauty, culture and unconditional love

I love you African mother

The priority of all desires

By 

African Dream ©