MAMA

Mama, I call her beauty queen
She shadows the moon with her smile
So broad like river nile
God can give me the moon and the sun, but i will still choose her
She,  very strict,
She made me a responsible man and taught me to be a great owner of my mistakes 
She made me more of a journalist,as she taught me not to break girls but to break news. News of greatness 
She, craved through dust to make me lust
She has been the best experience to me, A teacher
Her words that boil at 90degrees taught me how to behave along Right angles. 
With her strong determination and a forever-spirit she made me live a matched life that bestowed in my eyes, The sultry gleam that separates Men from boys like bruises on peach,  she made me a man iam. 
She showed me love with a single condition,A condition that was No Condition
Now she Baught me a ruler always Because she always knew i will be a ruler of my own lines 
Lines that would give me a transline 
And i will go places..
She showed me how to clean my shoes so that i can at no point make wrong steps.
She gave me a reason to see the telestials with my two eyes, because she always 
Told me that's where my potential lies
 But i always know my potential lies on the tip of my pen. 
 I love your mum, because of her 
 You knew how to read this. 
A e i o You are a great personality. 
©Noma noma
To greatness

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