What am i going to write about?
as i seat on my craggy chair
with my pen firmly placed around my hands
my scanty table filled with papers
my trash can filled with scrap
as the candle light begin to fade away
i can only wonder...
what can i write to capture my readers
Should i write about the ladies?
Nah! That’s something we come across everyday...
How about romance?
Hmm! Getting tired of reading that...
Let’s talk about love
Pheew! Too much heartbreak
then where do i start from?
Guess i’ll write about...
the one that strengthens my heart
the glow that sparkle my smile
during my journey of trial
just the thought of her
Awakens a new hope in me...
the one that superceeds all African woman
one whom i lack words to describe
Yes! Finally i got it
and i’m going to call it
My Unique and Ever-loving mum...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem