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MAMA

When life brings it like....    
It's tough enough to torture you...  
Your reply ought to be like....  
I am quite ready for a fair play...    
Since tit for tat is a fair game...    
You've got to respond accordingly...    
    
That guy who grew up with a smile on his face,    
As time faded,    
A smile turned into a gloom,    
Happy moments turned into mope moments...    
Undergoing a single parenthood...    
Yet formally used of a full parenthood,    
Having my mama make a hustle...    
Just in favor of me and my siblings..    
Worried of the hungry days and nights..    
Clothings and shelter...  
Wondering whether we shall make it to the next day..    
Having our dad considering us as though dead...    
Giving in for another woman...    
Yet a woman from an already married home...    
With already born mature children..    
I had to admit the fact that lust is some strong piece of shit...    
Strong enough to make a dad a monster...    
Fuck women of today..    
Specifically those who put some kids in such a lane...    
And fuck lust that dries up parenthood from fathers and mothers of this kind...    
Drowning us into that scenery of being virtual orphans...    
Yet having him alive and kicking....    
Doing financially well...    
With full capacity of keeping us one hunnid...    
But all in vain...    
   
God bless mothers who are hustlers...    
Regardless of what life brings to them...    
This goes to my lovely mama...    
And any mama undergoing such a life..    
Just keep the vibes...    
Coz in the end of it all..    
As far as you're still kicking..,    
And keep on track,  
Life often finally turns out at it's best...    
Through the final harvests of kids in this lane..    
   
God bless mothers like mama..    
Ever there for kids like us...    
Being rejected at a young age..    
It has been a hustle to see us grow up...    
9 years down the road..    
Seeing not even a face of our dad...    
Hearing not even a call from him...    
Leaving us in phases of confusion..    
Doubting whether he's our father or not..    
Yet truly knowing the fact down at our hearts...    
   
Being the first born in a family of six,    
When maturity came...    
I had to admit the fact that I had a big role to play..    
Probably acting in the place of my dead alive dad...    
I had to make a hustle with my mum..    
Just to get my siblings on the path..    
It wasn't easy though...    
But I had to mature as fast as I could...    
That's mentally and in terms of earning a living...    
I had to be a virtual husband to my mama...  
   
It hasn't been an easy path to pave through...    
But at the end of the day,    
I had to and I still have to...    
Thank God for His company through out...    
Regardless of my weaknesses...    
He still has mercy on me..    
And keeps me on track...    
Putting into consideration my strings attached...    
   
As per now..    
Having been able to survive this far...    
Is enough to prove that we have a purpose on this world..    
A mission that we ought to accomplish..    
In the little time we have on this world..    
And God knows we are willing to..    
   
God bless everyone that I and my siblings have survived through..    
Be it a relative,family friend or a well wisher...    
All I can say is..    
God bless you to no limits...    
Just know that we appreciate..  
   
To my mama...    
Your son is a real hustler..  
Don't worry about me mama,  
I know you miss me mama..  
I am trying to chase my dreams mama..  
Things will soon get better mama..  
This is for you mama..  
Just know that i owe you a big debt...    
That shall however be paid to no limits..    
All I pray for is life..    
There's hope that things shall turn out best one day...    
And we shall live to remember such memories...    
Leaving a testimony of hope to those undergoing the same life situations...    
Like you've always been on your knees on our behalf...    
Just know that we always and will always have you accompanied...    
   
To my dad out there...    
Just know that you're being unfair...    
Though I have nothing to do about it...    
All I can say is..    
How I pray that God keeps you alive..    
Till we and mama make it..    
So we can live to prove you wrong...    
However not forgetting the fact that you are the only father we have on this planet...    
Wish you well though..    
Sad regards from me, my mama and my little ones..    
We love you to an extent..    
 
Lastly,  
Happy women's day to my mama..  
On behalf of my young siblings..  
 
Your son,    
Musore Reagan    
   
Fully dedicated to; Mum    
   
Partially dedicated to; Dad
MUSOREREAGAN
Written by MUSOREREAGAN (_reagan_de_hustla)
Published | Edited 9th Mar 2019
Author's Note
God bless mothers of my mama's kind...
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