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Where is Mama?



  • By Kingsley Godstime



    ...Where is Mama...
    .
    The night crawled slowly
    Looked like a terrified lad
    Wandered into an unknown land
    Approached by the wild breeze
    Whistling here and there
    Inaudible sounds I hear
    The grasses paying obeisance
    As if I was their lost son
    I'm sick of these madness
    I'm looking for Mama, I shouted
    Something tells me mama is gone
    Something tells me mama is here
    If I had with me a piece of silence
    I could have sold to those voices
    Who'll prepare delicious ofe nsala
    And the mighty wraps of eba
    Who will tell us moonlight tales
    Of monkeys and tortoises race
    Who will sing those sweet lullabies
    To aunty Ifeoma new born baby
    The moon and stars were your bosom friend
    Should they come, what should we say
    What will happen to our ofe nsala
    And the big wraps of eba
    What will happen to the moonlight tales
    You tell us everyday
    Are they all going to vanish into thin air
    Somebody wake me up from this day mare
    Somebody wake me up from this nightmare
    Mama Mama
    Hear our silent pleas

    and come back to us...
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  • Oyin Young: Saturday, 11 February 2017 at 19:25:00
  • Label(s): Kingsley Godstime , Poems
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