To all
the women out there
Who worth
to be called mother not murder
To all
the ladies out there who waited nine months
Who never
let a thought fly through their mind
Of
becoming a murderer instead of birthing a being to life
To all
the sweet great momma
Who run
and ran never becoming tired of running
To make
sure life worth living for their offspring’s
Who bear
reproach of any kinds
Answered
all sort of names and still answering
Just because
of her child to become someone
To all
the mothers
Who bears
the brunt burn out of pain
And deep
anguish unsaid word and unanswered question
Silent
in her thought in deep thinking
Of the
pain in the heart
She walk
from shoulder to shoulder
She walk
from dusk to dawn
She go
the distance taking the mile
She is
awake watching her kids while all are asleep
The best
hunter of mosquito are mothers
A restless
being in time of her child weakness
She birthed
a generation that will long outlive her
While she
is gone touching a chord that vibrate
Not just
for now but for generations to come
Happy mother’s
day
To world’s
great being
A molder
and builder of destinies
Birthed
with integrity and instill morality
In the
face of this modern day indecency
We stood
against corruption not a stupid of mother
But today
some mother’s are not
Enough
to be called mothers
Reason
they have lost what it takes to be called mothers
So have
aborted changers of these new generations
With a
careless lifestyle use their mouth to kill their children
Happy mother’s
day to those who worth being called mother
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