On her sick bed
She held me tight with her soft hand
“lend me your ears”
She taciturn.

She said ;
“Son, don’t waiver”
“Stay strong and be brave”
“Its not gonna be easy”
Life was death and death was life

On hearing Mama
I knew the end was near
But I could do nothing
Tears started dropping

My treasure said to me;
Don’t be a coward
Cowards dies many times before their death
Be courteous and earn people’s respect

I love Maami
She was the best teacher I ever had
She was stoical and complacent
Mama was also effusive

“Endeavor to make me proud”
“Always be the best I knew you to be”
I was stultified
I couldn’t controlled my tears

I told Mama
To hold on a little longer
The end is not now
She’ll scale though

She smiled and said;
“My death is not now”
“I’ll be with you a hundred more years”
“I’ll back your child”
I was already in trepidation

She placed her head on my laps
Playing with my left fingers
While I was caressing her hair with my rights
She said she loved me
I told her same amidst tears

All of a sudden,
Trees were falling stratagemly
The trees groaned as they fell
I told Mama I’ll be back soon

I came back, met my treasure motionless
She had closed her beautiful eyes forever
Death, be no proud, you’re a sycophant
Death had laid its icy hands on my gem
She abdicated her promise.