The Struggle of Our Mothers

The Struggle of Our Mothers

My Africa Mother!!!
My mum is from Africa,
Blessed with a beautiful country called Nigeria,
Nourished from a wonderful state called Kogi State,
Settled in a blissful settlement called Okene in Kogi State,
A woman of virtue,

A woman who walks with Grace,
A woman who believes in God,
A woman who is so strong,
A woman who will starve just to keep her children stomach’s full,
A woman who will beg on behalf of her children,
A woman who will speak her tribe with joy,
Who will dance to the melodious beats of drums gracefully,
A woman who will cook no matter how tired she is,
A woman who will have sleepless night just to pray for the wellbeing of her family,
A woman who will discipline you, yet still beg you to stop crying,
A woman who will put on old clothes just for you to wear new ones,
A woman like that shouldn’t be joked with,
A woman like that should be respected, loved, cared for and spent on.
Such woman should be catered for
To me that woman is My World ,

All I cherished in this World,

May God bless all the mothers in the world

Especially the hardworking and striving Ebira Mothers
Your struggles won’t be in vain InshaAllah
Rest in peace to the mothers who are gone but never forgotten
May Almighty Allah grant you all Al jannatu Firdaus
And Mums alive I pray Allah grant you all Waqt Tawil
God bless you all.

Compose By Yakubu Oziohu Aisha

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