Month: August 2018

MY GEM

Sweet mama, I wish I could tag you here
For all to know I love you without fear
I’d want your heart to smile, never a tear
Cuz above all I see or don’t, you brought me here

To God, on earth, you’ve been my solid rock
Been the one who took the darts, taught me how to handle fork

Helped me up, been no falling
Kept my feet , beeb no trippling
Pulled my ear so I heed your calls
Did everything so I wouldn’t fall.
And when I did, your heart washed me clean, threw the water
And by all, you drew me closer.

You’ve been on knees so I get higher
You’ve lived on pennies, so I get richer
You’ve cut your manna, so I get wiser
Oh mama, to God, I wish for no other

Been praying for me, been fighting for me
Been bringing all angels, sending demons flee
Been the one who made me know
Been the life on which I plow
Been the one who helps me flow
Been the lens through which I glow

Been the one who makes me grow
To God, mama, for you I’d sow.
Any fiend who dares, I sure would blow
Cross my heart mama, to God, I know
That tomorrow we both will surely soar

As candles come and each you blow
Brighter than its light mama, you’ll glow.

#motherisgold

#mymothermygem

I KNOW THE FEEL…

I know the feel of dust on my hair, body and even nostrils

I know the feel of mud stuck under my shoes and mud drizzles staining my white.

I know the feel of exhaust pipe burns on skin

So please, if you see me in a car, mind your comments

 

I know the feel of eating mbonga not out of choice

I know the feel of crayfish rice when decimal days are at their worst

I know what it means to say garri has saved more lives after Christ

So please, when you see me offering myself a treat, mind your comments

 

I know the feel of trekking over miles to hear ABC

I know the feel of nights in candles to learn ABC

I know the feel of being driven out of class at mid-term cuz of currency

So please, if you see me celebrating myself, mind your comments

 

I know the feel of receiving 25frs/day and “fasting” to save 10frs for the next

I know the feel of how “Alaska” brings one joy under the sun

I know the feel of a true friend when one’s got 1/25 textbooks

So please mind your comments when you see me value them.

 

I know the feel of waking up at 4a.m. to fry scotched eggs

I know the feel of sleeping past midnight because it’s been a tedious day

So please mind your comments when you see me wake at 8a.m.

 

I know the feel of praying and hoping all sales will come out good

I know the feel of looking forward to Christmas with no new dress in view

So please mind your comments if you see my wardrobe “full”.

 

I know the feel of pride in plenty decimal days

I know the feel of pride in really sunny days