Mama Put
mama put
i can never forget?
the ghetto
i was born in
the ghetto
i was raised in
the ghetto
it not easy
sometimes i wonder
how i came this far
so i can never forget
the past
either can i forget
our famous
mama put
mama put
is not easy
when we live below
a dollar per day like
they say
thank God for
our mothers
thank God
for mama food
we don't know
what we would have
done without your help
in feeding us with our
low income
mama put is in every
Conner of every ghetto
very delicious African meal
downluted with a sachet pure water
oh mama put me some
more
was our chant with
an empty Tommy
about to swallow an
elephant size of fufu
mama put
i have been out from
the ghetto for so long
yet each time
am back home
i dance in the ghetto
i gave to the ghetto
i never forget my hood
so many born in the
ghetto are rich now
they have gotten
mansions on the uptown
is a shame to the hood
how suddenly they
forget their past
invest in the ghetto
gave to the ghetto
pay your title to the poor
they need you
they need us
i love the ghetto so
i never forget to
visit till date
my favourite delicious
mama put
Copyright © Richard Nnoli | Year Posted 2017
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