Written by: kelechi Emeaba

The great Amazon of an unflinching  temperament, The source of resources,
Our mother in me, 
This's the tales of the African’s mother, 
Soaring above her strife;  Yet, when she is only but  a fairy in the dark souls of brothers, and 
sisters, No wonder we braid her from the African roots like elk, in kind defrayed from
the tongs of the coming years, despite  she was the byre-keeper in the  pen barn, African mother; your journey to the edge of the earth ... thought no one has ween 
your childrens giantic pace, Bestriding over us all in the land of your  invincible killings 
Way beyond her Misgiving affiants  ,