When My Mother Calls Me Son Poem by joshua madiba
When My Mother Calls Me Son
When my mother calls me son.
Bewells the dead.
And negligent the child.
Who grew against all odds.
And he was pariah to every one.
When my mother calls me son.
Delighted I will be.
That the gesture of nomads will carry me along.
When my mother calls me son.
Joshua madiba
27th_09_2019
11: 40pm
Short, direct and powerful poem. Please kindly check my poems HOPE and THE BEAUTY OF DEATH and leave your comments
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2/25/2026 6:26:56 AM # 1.0.0
Well articulated and nicely encapsulated in persuasive expressions with conviction.