Mama's love sinks deeper, mama keeps
Up her commitment to bring up her son into
An adjusted member of her community trips
Where the son in unison with a critical crew
Ensure mama's love counts for more than
Mere numbers that fill up space but mean
Nothing of value except for swelling a clan
Teeming with nonentities schooled in din
Production and amplification. Mama guides
Her son, chided his clumsy moves, prompts
Him to turn right, to press the reset button that prides
Its artificial intelligence to despatch him on jaunts
Where her son realizes and maximized his potential
To the family's delight which applauds his talents offshore.
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