Dear Mother

dear mother I always see,
your love growing like a tree
Ido anything even conquer the lands
just to be enclosed with your hands
when you're with me i never hide
I'm always safe when I'm on your side
your joy never let me frown
and you never let me down
you're the best but when you slip
It's like an army down with a ship
You're so wise and taught me bravery
and you never let me slavery
you taught me to count til five
and I am so happy that you are alive
dear mother i always see
your love growing like a tree

by Ruba Awwad

Other poems of AWWAD (1)

Comments (8)

This Is Placed Directly On My Frigile Tomb. Ink More.
A very thought provoking poem with a loaded question addressed to those who have done nothing for the less privileged and allowing them to rot in the world. Thanks. Do you regret the time when I struggled? Have you cultivated for the common harvest?
The last line affirms the resolutely non-religious stance of Surrealism - that is, all transcendence, all vision, all super-reality comes out of our human nature. We are not redeemed by a superior being, we makes ourselves superior beings. But facism destroyed Desnos's world and he died in a Nazi camp. But through all of his suffering he affirmed the highest value of Surrealism, F-R-E-E-D-O-M. He never budged from his position as a spokesperson for the Imagination transforming people into living poems, for serving his beloved with utmost devotion, for being true to his humanity to the very end. In the final words he scribbled on a paper found in his coat, he expressed his transcendent love for his human lover, and praised her SUN-TRANSFIGURED LIFE which illuminated his life. The enemies of freedom and decency were defeated by a poet who did not bear arms or commit violence: he defeated them by living a humane life. He was a secular saint.
A fine poem from a distinguished French poet.
a thought provoking poem that is even more relevant with its questions to day?
See More