Don't Cry, Mama!

Dont cry, mama!
I feel the pain than you,
Stand to your knees, papa!
Ices are melting in my veins too
Hells are blazing in mine brain
Bloods running down my bandage
Mama, breast your crying baby again
Worry but less about this mange
You aren't at fault, papa!
I will care for my swollen wounds
Dry your teardrops, mama!
Things will turn all better rounds
Kindest heaven will soon rearrange
Everything to its correct flange
Someone is banging on God's door
I know this isn't what you long for
Though, this isn't the real CHANGE
But another real Chain of bondage.

by Moses Ebuka Adebayo

Comments (10)

Hells are blazing in mine brain Mama, breast your crying baby again Dry your teardrops, mama! Someone is banging on God's door Change from bondage. A heart breaking prayer to God Crying before mum. Mum becomes a symbol of the protection of God. tony
got it all...great poem..
Thanks for pouring ur spirit and pleas out
Very and very important to note MAGNIFICENT! ! !
I'm speechless with only a second to utter one word..Fantastic! ! ! !
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