There is an entity, swear down she’s beautiful; she’s quite old oh! But from her baptism she’s just a couple decades old. THEwriter cannot reveal her age; you know women do not like that in public. You know women do not like to feel old. Well the depth of her beauty I cannot describe, not because THEwriter cannot express himself but it is too deep to decipher, or in fact like Rozay will say, it’s deeper than rap. But from her children her beauty is very visible. Truth is even if you give Shakespeare a shot to write on the extent of her fine-nature, he’ll guck it, no lie.
This woman for all I care is a widow, because the father of
her children does not even show any love or care, instead He steals from her,
in addition to all He stole before. See this truly happens in homes where the
wife/woman caters for the kids alone, and the husband/man is just there dulling
and not working, leaving all the weight on her. (Not cool) yeah the husband
doesn’t care to help, just a whole lot of lip service #billclinton. The reality
of the matter is that her children are constantly refused to see daddy; painful
part is daddy knows about them (his kids) but he don’t care. This write-up is
not about daddy/husband/father he can go to hell for all I care. THEwriter’s concern
lies with the admiration of a calm woman void of hatred, abundant in love and
care. Regardless of the ‘widow’ status, she still caters for her children, going
against in-laws and extra terrestrial bodies/forces just to bless her kids.
Only a mother understands what an offspring is, in the strict sense of it;
forget the man, because the ownership of a child (Naija wise) is ‘His when
good’, ‘Hers when bad’
Mummy is mad and in tears because after all these problems
she's facing trying to balance activities, her household is in shambles.
Everybody assigned to work for the greater good of her house ends up messing up
to the point her abode is under serious upheaval. Her younger sons are blowing
up the whole place, causing fear and panic everywhere, unsettling everybody; now
her MUMU
older sons are just worst for it, fighting here and there, stealing her
money solely for them and their wives and immediate families. There is division
in her Home. Haba!!! She cries… yet she still rain on us, and wash away the
blood of her dead, deserted and cheated children all because of Mummy’s love
for us.
Thank You Mummy NIGERIA.
@pokesville
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