Maya Angelou

(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)

Son to Mother - Poem by Maya Angelou

I start no
wars, raining poison
on cathedrals,
melting Stars of David
into golden faucets
to be lighted by lamps
shaded by human skin.

I set no
store on the strange lands,
send no
missionaries beyond my
borders,
to plunder secrets
and barter souls.

They
say you took my manhood,
Momma.
Come sit on my lap
and tell me,
what do you want me to say
to them, just
before I annihilate
their ignorance ?


Comments about Son to Mother by Maya Angelou

  • (2/28/2018 2:08:00 PM)


    This poem is by far my fav poem becuase it gets me really comfortable and its lovely (Report) Reply

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  • (2/12/2018 3:27:00 PM)


    LOVE IT! ! SOOOOOO GOOD (Report) Reply

  • (2/12/2018 3:26:00 PM)


    I like the last line. DESTROY THOSE BOYS! ! ! ! : ]) (Report) Reply

  • (1/30/2018 10:21:00 AM)


    Hi I like turtles and trains (Report) Reply

  • Subhas Chandra Chakra (12/9/2017 11:51:00 PM)


    They
    say you took my manhood,
    Momma.
    Come sit on my lap
    and tell me,
    what do you want me to say
    to them, just
    before I annihilate
    their ignorance?
    Lovely poem shared.
    (Report) Reply

  • Rogelio Guillermo (10/11/2017 9:11:00 AM)


    This poem tells me that religions are nothing but poison to the society they are exposed to. (Report) Reply

    (2/12/2018 3:28:00 PM)

    YES YOU ARE WRONG I SEE SOMETHING ELSE IN IT

    (1/30/2018 10:28:00 AM)

    U r wrong hahahahha

  • (10/26/2016 11:11:00 AM)

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    Son to Mother - Poem by Maya Angelou

    I start no
    wars, raining poison
    on cathedrals,
    melting Stars of David
    into golden faucets
    to be lighted by lamps
    shaded by human skin.

    I set no
    store on the strange lands,
    send no
    missionaries beyond my
    borders,
    to plunder secrets
    and barter souls.

    They
    say you took my manhood,
    Momma.
    Come sit on my lap
    and tell me,
    what do you want me to say
    to them, just
    before I annihilate
    their ignorance?
    (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 9, 2016



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