Moses Had A Mother Poem by Moses Kainwo

Moses had a mother
Who sat by the fire
And told the old story
Of days when she was stony

The coal in the fire
Soon blasted her ember
To mark the story
For a little anxious boy

Moses’ mother
Took a lighter bother
To tell her young ward
The tale of many words

His sister stood there
Her two legs took the share
Of the story of their past
Which was bound to last

If you too want to stand
For the piece I understand
Then hear me on your legs
With a hand on your third leg

Moses had a mother
And the mother had a mother
And she too had another
Just as each one has another

The others might have died
But his mother was so tried
So the story was alive
As the telling was a jive

A long long time ago
Was a wanderer of old
He left his motherland
For the strangest fatherland

And he lived on wild berries
In the wild among the trees
He went by choice
And sure he went by Voice

The Voice was so kind
Even naming a new kind
Though he doubted as he doubted
Throwing words that were so coated

With his wife he had a son
And he too had his son
Until all the sons had theirs
Some of them to die in fears

But the rest ended as slaves
Even longing for the caves
And then Moses too was born
To two mothers all at once

And so the story ended
With the ears of Moses blended
He wore his sandals flat
For a journey with an art

Moses jumped
Moses galloped
Moses sauntered
And Moses landed