Mama, Worry No More
Flashback
To the days hunger became our tailor
Dressing us in the best attire
Dreaming and dinning with us
Up to the days when my
tears gathered like a crowd Into
a pool of water and quenched
The fire you cooked with
And the smoke from the fire
Gag you into a cage like a prisoner
Down to the days
You heart was filled with hopes
Dashed by the money you couldn’t spend
How can you have and still beg ?
Those were the words I slept with
Mama
Your curves have become
flabby tires of flesh
And the milk spilled from your breast
No longer nourished my thirst
The offspring of our meal
These pains will grow up into a boy
And I will fry him to ashes in a drench
And wear you the diadem you deserve
A woman adorn with beauty
Without attitude in sight
Is like a car without steering
Dancing into abyss
A day will come when I will
Turn back the hand of time
And give you all the fancy
Things in life.
But before then,
I vow to hold and break
These promises I made
When fortunes comes calling
And I will return like a prodigal son.