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About This Poem
she left: ii
someone shouldst say
where mom’s gone -
nay, say she can’t be gone!
badaiki return
mom return
mother of mothers
come to the homestead & see
the garden has out-growths
unkempt lie the mud-pots
cob-webs encase the clan -
mom whisper some words
lay down baskets of hope
for your children are empty -
you’ve rear’d ugly seed-yams
manifold beads of sorrow
hung on the eyes of our hearts
mother of mothers
we’re faint & bent & fallen
a broken wall we lie flat
where’s consolation?
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