DON’T HURT ME MAMA

MOTHERS

Mama,

Dada did not dada

maybe because you didn’t look like a mama

To Dada

II

Mama,

you didn’t need to mention Dada

when I erred in any era

for me to remember I had no Dada

III

Mama,

I am not in anyway Dada

who left you even when you were sadder

so please spare me your hatred for Dada

IV

Mama,

I am like your aching heart

Which is running like a rat

From your heart which is like a hungry cat

Look into my eyes, and see the you who hurts more

And bring a little loving to the fore

Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2015 

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