nwachukwu michael anene

My Mother

i found my self in this earth,
when i start talking in tar tar heaven story airy,
i learn how to have a tantrum,
i found someone who bring forth warm me,
oh my mother,
i finds my self when kvetch at all cost,
i finds someone who gather scrumptious goodies cost,
she strive for me to make this planet toasty at cost,
she will always say here son
oh mamas away oh mother,
when she want for market shalom,
sadly to say fine African mother,
she permit my sad and say tar tar,
lachrymose my heart went fried,
oh mamas boy oh mother.

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 16, 2010

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