The Language Mother Poem by Ernest Makuakua

arrived in a womb mother
delivered me in a world mother
that is your father said mother
now squeeze that milk son
but mother?
your tongue?
'do not cry my child she said'
mother what do i do?
'hold on to the breast with your tongue'

your tongue will be from my mother
the blood is your fathers yet the language is mine
my mother tongue. squeezed in love shielded as tiny as you are

Xilandi is the language mother
my mother tongue