A Poem For My Mother. Poem by Zotena Moses

My generation blessed for her sake
Blessed among noble women
Her womb, the womb of glory
The glory of my pride
The pride of my childhood
The childhood of my toddlerhood
The pride of my adulthood
The adulthood of my manhood.

Incomparable, indubitable my Mom's love for me
In reproof she holds me tight in love
In tenderness she teaches me Godliness
Her anger teaches me the part of life
My mom the greatest gift of life
A blossoms Rose in the mountain of beauty.

How can I hate her, when her blood flows in my vein?
And her breath in my nostrils?
How can I be ashamed of her when her love burns in me?
In love she gave me birth
In denier of pleasure
She train me up into a man
With her kneels on the altar she pray me out
My mother's prayers make me shine like the sun
A thousand thanks not enough for my mother.

She's my hope, my aunty, my uncle,
my brother, my sister, my cousin
My nephew, my friend of friends.

The flesh of my flesh
The trait of my existence
Her space no one can occupy
Her voice no one can echo
Her love no one can replace
With my breath, my heart, my all
I love my mother
I love my beautiful friend
I love my play mate
God bless my friend.