Your son is a liar
He says to someone
You have the longest
Wave in your smile
That’s a lie
That’s also a sweet lie
To describe a sweet love
Mama
Your son is a hustler
He goes in the street
Stole someone’s heart
And said
Every kiss
Has a Mother’s Day
Mama
Your son is ugly
But his beauty
Honors your strength
And your dignity
He says each star is a
Birth mark
That makes you
A life creator
Mama
Your son is homeless
He says since your death
He has no place to go
Where can he finds
The warmth of your arms
Where can he buys
Some mama’s love
Mama
Your son has a son
Your love will not perish.
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