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Well, I remember my Mom as the Iron lady forever
I fear no more her strictest rules
I am now back on stage with this clerihew
I was a victim of the Iron lady's strictest rules
Probably herself has forgotten but me I can remember
I remember those days when there was no human rights:

She will call me peacefully as if everything is fine_
Just know that it's whip's time if I misbehaved at some point
In our home she had collection of different whips
This is funny truths

Sometimes, she will instruct my friends and siblings to catch me
Who will give me a good chase but caught and be brought to receive verdict
When my friends and siblings start laughing she will shut them up and threaten to beat them all

When Dad is off from work as a miner, she would compile all difficult cases, and hand them to Dad the High Court Judge, who didn't want any advocate to stand in between_
More terrible beatings
It was judgement day
That has made me a responsible person in society

I remember those days
I will be beaten to the extent of regretting of being her child
To a point I start questioning if she is my Mom
To a point when you hope to go with visitors to their homes
Or offering prayers that visitors stay longer

I remember those days,
When she beat me mercilessly, I started repenting of my misdeeds.
Sometimes she will pretend not to be upset ,  then she will like" go and bring me a plate in the house, then she will follow me in the house with a whip".

This has been my story
I am speechless on this topic
My Mom was good on how to give a sharp look and slap
The eye of an Eagle was enough for me to detect trouble even before calamity
The Lord bless and keep amazing citizenry like Mothers

P.S:
Mom raised a kindhearted, warm , compassionate, understanding son towards humanity_
Both my parents were not just harsh but had a peak of humanitarian traits to humanity_
My parents owes me the best of my life_
May good health, strength and long life be bestowed upon me

By Chipepo Lwele
* In remembrance of childhood
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