Mother, Where Is Thy Virtues Poem by Adebayo Ogunleye

The morning sun thou defiled,
and dying sun thou have setting,
thy offspring, uncertainty thou have provided

Melancholy drums, thou favored dancing,
fire, thou have become, sucking out life
out of thy children

Those to quench thy consuming flame,
life, thou have sucked out within,
helplessly they have turned

Travelled, is peace and love out of you,
embraced is warring by you,
and happily welcomed, poverty is too

Thy children, thou exposed
not to love nor peace,
but to longtime curse

Pray thou to wake up dear mother
from thy unfulfilled dreams
and once, set life for thy anguished children

For thou, thou alone I say,
was, is and will be their life stream.