Mother Poem by Akade Emmanuel I

Like life and death to me
I long for words to Say what you mean
That you're source of my breath
Is not a myth.

Your pains: my harbor:
The reason I labor.
You alter my delusion of grandeur,
And put my soul in splendor!

Your smiles mirror my future
Your tears paints death's picture!
So the tears I shall murder
For you're indeed a mother.

If I'm not there
I'm aware
For the life I'd bear
For death I'd fear.