In life's battle,
a child without a mother
could be murdered.
Thus, it would be right
to write with a deep sense of sight
to a mother of great height.
You took me in without shy,
delivered me through strife,
and gave me a worthy life.
As a Good Son, I say:
I will reciprocate in all ways.
Trials may surface at old age,
but I'm prepared
to be your defence.
Mama, I pray thy Lord,
You live long enough
to reap your son.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
amen. A nice one. You are indeed a good son.