MOTHER’S LOVE
Mother’s love
Undying, though she’ll exit
It travels through eternity
And decorates itself in time.
Mother’s love
Not feeble like the lazy moon
That burns with drops of disappointments
But as strong as six buffalos.
Mother’s love
Like gold, too steep for miners
And like valley depths
It takes years of millennium to reach.
Mama’s love
Like a snake, it draws patience
Inhabits the hot environ
And forms allies with enemies.
Mama’s love
Oh, how honey is its jam!
Just like the breasts of a virgin
It carts joy and comfort in her spouse.
Mother’s love, you know
Solomon’s gold could not purchase
Even hardship and pain and lack could not defeat
Because, like an iroko, it stood
Looking better than the roses of courtships.
WOMB-MAN
She’s no mechanic
But her love fixes all things.
She’s no Spartacus
But no roman soldier dares her courage.
She’s no doctor
But her attention heals.
She’s no judge
But her wisdom establishes peace.
Womb-man!
She’s no engineer
But she builds bridges to heaven.
She’s no angel
But her prayers tickle God's ears.
She’s no technician
But her knowledge gifts us delicious hot plates.
She’s no Methuselah
But her love is eternal.
Womb-man
She’s no magician
But she held a star for nine months.
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