Pains Of A Mother Poem by Saviour Micheal

Pains Of A Mother



Mother said
Living is a fire
& the world fold me
Into the solitude of trees....

I know the history very well
....how my father left home
& my mother smoke his absence
Like petals seeking the companion of butterflies

I know the story very well
...how the August rain
Beat my mother to pulp
&
Our only hope taste like a wandering son

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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 27 September 2018

Well conceived and nicely brought forth with conviction. An insightful creation. Thanks for sharing Saviour.

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