Mother' Love Poem by youssef tokinho

Who does not recognize a mother’ love
Does not feel her warmth as a stove
Cannot see her beauty as a dove.
Poor he who cannot feel or see what I see:
As a sun to mankind I vow is she

Her beams cast peace over anarchy
her beauty is no fantasy.
real as the lord spoke of her pregnancy
as a miracle she struggle to give you the crown of supremacy
to rule and yet you feel nothing but a fallacy.

poor he who cannot see or feel what I feel
that a mother’ pain goes in vain
and no bounty is for her but to gain ur love
and u appreciate nothing thus your lost

now the grave hold her body tight and u feel what u did was not right
bewaile not now what’s done cannot be undone
so seek forgiveness and stand for womens rights
if u want your mother’ LIGHT BE LIT IN HEAVENS MIGHT

and he who listen to the rhyme of this crime
go now and kiss ur mother and give her every dime and
, every single minutes of your time.
make her heart full daffodils, clear her worries with a gentil breeze

kiss her forhead to make her feel at ease;
AND last but not least remember
that in her obedience lays your feast that has no end and beyond man’ reach,
and this is to all off you guys please be wise and do not waste my advice
protect EvE if u want the humain race to live, love and to peacefully dwell as that beautiful dove.