Speare Earth Poetry Poet Ode

Mother -Igbo Edition

Mother


Better lose the saddle than the horse’.
Every mother’s voice echo these 7 words 
To her child, not just out of love, 
Not entirely for love but for joy.
The joy of motherhood.

This life will be hard (they say)  
Nwa m, ma o ga-adiri gi mma
She assures her young child.
n’ihi na o buru na nwatakiri adighi 
Enwe oganihu o no n’aka nne
The pains of motherhood.


 
A mother is a child’s guide through life.
Come, follow me, close your eyes
Think of the rose, and let us go; 
She said to her child at birth.
The duty of motherhood.

Nne enweghi onu ahia

A woman who has children, does not die. 
She is a mother, in life and beyond.
Her name forever in the hearts of her children 
And their children.
Her presence felt through memories when she’s gone.

Every child will grow up, 
Age and fade off with time.
This life cycle of ours is like a river,
It goes and comes.
But a mother’s milk is priceless.




Godwin Henry Osaigbovo Pa Shakespeare






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