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The fleshes and bones of mothers

The crazy wild thoughts of a young girl
Would paint her to grey as hot as hell
Till dawn birth new phase called motherhood
Mentality clinch unlikelihood
Of returning back to as it were
Before the balloon was blown to swell

Respect mothers both in light and dark
Try to feel scars and web of stretch marks,
Rags she wears for her kids to look nice
Blooming, embarking on trips called life
Hold her scalp and extra fats she gained
Then you will understand abysmal pain.

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

5 Comments

  1. Belladonna says:

    Hi! I have nominated you for the Outstanding Blogger Award!

    Liked by 2 people

  2. Ranjani Ravi says:

    It’s a nice poem!

    Liked by 1 person

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