She owns her nation everywhere,
She owns her children everywhere,
African mothers are the reason for our existence,
She fight fiercely seeing her children being taken away by colonial master,
She was resolute and formidable,
But what can a woman do without her husband?
She cried till the breaking of the dawn,
She smiled till the twlighting of the dawn,
She prayed till the lightning of the sun,
She made a pur to the Bright morning Star,
Begging for her son to be like a star,
Her virtousity was described in the book of proverb chapter 31 verse 10
Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies.
Can the Brazilian deny the power of Amazon woman?
Can the Nigerian deny the power of an Amazing woman?
Momma can't eat if we don't eat
Momma only lick even if we eat
Momma only eat when we feast
Momma trek the street looking for seed
Momma can't sit until we are fixed
She mould the street with her beautific gait
She scold the pit with Her terrific Gaze
Oh African mother, may you live long.
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