Mama na!
Mama, you left for home too soon,
This journey was one we had so much more to do,
Mama, imagining what would have been,
Brings such pain, nothing for me to do,
Than to lay here silent, to cry,
Cry my heart out if then, I may feel better,
I will keep missing you until we meet again.
Mama, a daughter needed her mummy,
There are no coming seconds when she needs her not,
Mummy, the mountains of memories lay lummy,
Like every fabric you wore out,
I heard the laughter that came with your scarf
The dance that spreads your, Ankara, lace, gorges, and sari.
I pick your devotional, your writing carries your voice,
Every bible scripture scripted proclaims your one greatest Love,
Not understanding, but I heard you, though helpless pleas I prayed were! Noticed,
I am giving a part of you to women who matter to you, this misunderstood Brave,
I wish I could rest from missing you, but what a wish it will remain.
You are unforgettable.
Going through your things, the what-ifs
And thank God she made Christ her Lord and His face she behold,
Yesu ne mai iko doka! You needed to have heard that song in Mama’s voice.
