Pity For My Mother
OH WHAT A PITY!
I have made her suffer a lot, oh
what a pity!
She carried me around for nine
month without seeing anybody to
help her, oh what a pity!
She is still taking care of me till this
time, oh what a pity!
She is still struggling for me to win
the world, oh what a pity!
'What can I do to comfort her, after
all she's done.
A son is the father of the woman .
That is the main things I think I can
do for her... Am praying for the
strength to do that......
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