Mother Why?
Oluseyi Ogunbanwo@oluseyiogunbanwo018093
7 months ago
*Mother, Why?*
Sitting on the bare floor ruminating
Sister held our only brother commiserating
An eerie silence consumed the room
We mourned like children whose lives are doomed
Our world seems dark in the morning light
Our hope, forlorn in the preceding night
We grope in the light as in darkness
Because Mother played the lizard and put in us sadness
It's a small room, harboring four souls, unclean
Pieces of old clothes, rags, littered the floor, unwashed
An old dirty mattress covered the remaining length of the floor,
Antique utensils decorated our abode with a broken door
We thrive with a woman of many parts, mother
A substance of different varieties, unbothered
A hustler, deviant, fighter, opposer of norms
Her world never free from storms
Grew up with companions of different race
Living with and leaving us without a trace
Men sold to an insatiable lust of the flesh
Their substance dedicated to the satisfaction of their appetite
Children of different mixed blood we are
Bunch of prodigies from disparate heritage
Products of dissimilar fathers who left us bare
Summary of a mother with suspicious parentage
When vexed, she curses the men that fathered us
Giving her false hope in return for her unalloyed fidelity
Into an uncontrollable frenzy she relapses asking for the heads
of those 'unfaithful men whose only art is luring women to bed'
At ease, she ruminates her past with obvious veracity
She tells a tale of her recalcitrant complicity
Grandpa and Grandma, pillars of strict cultural parentage
Their daughter, a symbol of societal disadvantage
But Mother why?
Why drive us unprepared to this oven burning unabated?
Why deny us family relationship the bane of every cultured society?
How come we appear in public as children bereft of a father, unsolicited?
Why abandon the advice of the aged, the pathway to a successful family?
Why brought us into this world of misery and penury?
How come you never invested in your past and now demand usury?
Why concede to your passion leaving us to face the world?
Why falter in spite of having love and care at your beckon and call?
'Strange is the tradition of single mothers!' granny laments
It's a culture alien to our existence!
Emergence of children who spurned home training!
The masterpiece of the rejection of norms and values!
So is the worrisome development of 'baby mamas'
The consequences of the inordinate lust of the flesh
The society of deviants who lack essential manners
The shame of the cultural and societal misfits
Close your thighs thou young woman!
Until he who comes is ready and he's a man
Never eat your supper along with the breakfast
That thou suffer not in night and begin to fast
-Oluseyi Ogunbanwo