“Dear child, keep working,
don’t ever think you can’t,
dear child, never accept bad cant,
dear child, keep going
God is always behind. ”
That was mama's advice.
My mama’s word was an everyday melody
I heard and danced to the sound,
but was nothing to my memory,
I was confounded,
drowned by the silent sound
and I couldn’t be picked or found.
I spent years against the word of mama,
I was lost, I couldn’t see my eyes.
I was moving up and down like a swing
Since there was no place to extend to,
I was like people of Moses,
no destination,
there was no one to speak to,
no aegis.
“I’m sorry mama,
I was disobedient,
I am sorry mama.”
I pleaded to my mama’s absence.
My tears pleaded on my behalf,
“Dear child, dear child, dear child”
My ear heard the voice from mama’s mouth
“dear child, there’s always a second chance,
the sun can still visit the south,
just call on your deity, he’s behind,
pray and work hard,
this maybe the last chance,
a word is enough for the wise. "
Dear Child
Tijani Oladeji
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 02/05/2019
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Poem topics: god, lost, memory, never, people, sun, work, accept, pray, voice, destination, wise, place, mouth, hard, silent, advice, visit, speak, everyday, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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