Best Poems Written by Goodluck Ogbewu

My Greatest Pain

Making ends meet, dad was always boxing mum
For all i can trace and gun
Mighty hand when will mum and dad stop punching in this ring of ours?
Mum has been the dad amidst manly chores
the tide of tussle toil round our hut

As i grade the route of crowning mama proud
She given the greatest shock from his fist
And right at the burning flood of her blood 
She gave up to life 
And i was trading the route of watery grief

'Mother, from those frosty punch of daily troubles
The wonky meal you tried to erase 
Now pound on your ward 
As i grease under left overs
From the brim of begging and wealthy containers'

Dripped from the walls of a loving relative
My shadows are function to weary songs
For this has been my greatest reverie 
Oh! My candles are now as a fading moon
For mother beckons from beyond
Mother, this is where it hurts.

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