Mother, I Shall Bring Thy Joy Poem by OLADEJI POPOOLA

Mother, I Shall Bring Thy Joy



Mother, the tidal wave blows
toward the direction I voyage,
my sail fought tireless until it
gives up its last strength to the
battle of the tidal wave. Mother,
in thy hand lies my life, stitch my
sail with thy prayer, yours is the
joy I bring.

Their birds will sing the song of
despair, when you narrate my tail
to the enviers but yours is the early
morning birds that warble the song of
hope.

I shall hear thy voice when you call
me by the seashore, kneel and pray to
thy God. Mine is the favour of thy God
and yours is the joy I bring.

In the palm of God the mother's joy lies.
Mine is the favour of thy God and yours is
the joy I bring.

Mother, I Shall Bring Thy Joy
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