Word To Our Mother Poem by Preston Mwiinga

Today you are born and later you gave birth to us.
Your love you gave us first demonstrated by have the ability to carry us in your womb for nine month and that is per child.
You have given us the best care and protection.
Your love you gave us, those moments when you sacrificed to go hungry just because of us, you saw it fit that we had a meal because you always said that you are living for us.
Your amazing love that great love, I am talking about the supper love that showered us with blessings.
Our mother, you understand and understood our pain more than anyone else could.
The moment, that moment when we needed something urgently and our means could not reach it, Just like Christ, seated with his disciples, he was able to humble himself, washed their feet, he never bothered which of them was dirty and who among-st them was actually going to betray him.
The equal care he gave at them all, and equally he apportioned the bread and wine among-st them.
Same with you our mother, the equal love, you give us, many are times we are error against you but still you find time to forgive us and still welcome us back into your hands.
No ordinary person can do that, but that person filled with love, that great love, the supper love, the amazing love that does not require money to be bought off.
I always smile whenever I think of your sacrificial love, I strengthen me when I am reminded that a girlfriend can leave but not you mama, a boyfriend can dumb my siblings, ‘koma osati imwe amama.'
Your love is not a go'nga, like a few Chinese products on the market, it is natural and original.
This is the reason one today; I choose to celebrate your birthday because I am celebrating a hero's birthday.
My mother is a hero, our mother is a hero, and the mothers are heroes because they have the ability, without any disability, to raise us from Zero to hero. Even though we do not have Nero burning software inside us installed, we will keep the fire burning and telling the world how amazing, what amazing people you are to us.

This poem is a fully fledged dedication to all mothers that have seen us and have comforted us,
The mothers that supported us the very moment we were born when many were kicked like Fashion Sakala kicking the ball, aiming for the goal.
The mothers that sacrificed everything just for us, others even lost their lives just to give us life.
The mothers who have been our first teachers, even before any teacher could celebrate teachers day, the needed not to be in class to be good but it was in them.
The mothers who nursed us first before the trained nurses, could treat us and doctors could diagnose us with anything,
The mothers who never had to study CIMA or Zica to understand accounting and budgeting, but still maintained proper homes.
The mothers were the designers got the actual architecture of pillars because our mothers are our pillars.
The mothers are not graphic designers or professional photographers but they could still picture our lives and focus it very well to get the best shot.
To the mothers celebrating your birthdays today, tomorrow or any other day, every day to us your life, your presence is a special day.
We love you.