BLUES 4 MAMA❤😍
BLUES 4 MAMA
She is the name on everyone’s lips,
She turns men lame once she strips
She keeps us neat and clean,
Like her crocheting pins
When she kneels,
God, you know what I mean
Her skills are sure visible,
Just as her
meals - edible
Her beauty is
startling,
Bubbling in a
chocolate fountain
Her looks are
always charming,
Despite their
charms and harming
She is the
alarm,
Waking us up
She is our madam,
Taking
education as a World Cup
Anyway, we
choose her for breakfast,
‘Cos our
worries do eat her up
She is the
sweet bissap,
Tattooed on my
tongue
Every Ramadan,
We wish her a
better place in Jannah
It is by the
mercy of Allah,
That mama gave
us a son
Someone like
Kendrick Lamar,
Someone like
Essandoh Yunusah
Aren’t we
similar,
Looking at how
far we’ve come
Her fragrance
is incensed,
Her ointments
are our sweet bitters
Yet through all
these,
Mama sees no
peace
Burnt palms,
Scalded skin
She is still settling bills,
With the least we have
Her proud black hair falling off,
Just to make sure I am on course
Ulcer has become your portion,
Because you starved for me
Your dimples lined with wrinkles,
Pain still grows bigger within
your ankles
Although your eyesight slowly
fades,
Your foresight and wit hasn’t been
in vain
Mama, until I
come back,
Use this piece
for summer
Imma buy you a house Mama,
Imma paint it in your favourite colour
Shed no tears
my lover,
Cheer up pretty
flower
Mahee bo maama,
N) ni jara wa fee
mi wala
And Heavenly Father,
You know I’m no racist-
when it comes to gender
You know better,
About my family matter
To those who lost their mothers
out in this stormy desert
This letter here,
Reaches out for you niggas
Blues for Mama,
This is for you Mama.
B.Y.E.21
FEBRUARY 5
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