Portrait of my Mother
Sokomba Esther Aderiyike@esthersokomba371406
4 months ago
My lens zoom in on her face
All I see is mine and the other woman in her eyes
My lens wasn't bad yet her picture came blurry
To click the shutter wasn't the job
Something held me back
Life happens and joy is her right
My eyes could pierce through this smile or should I?
like the brain, the processor wasn't so bad
The brain takes the place of prosessor here
As my third eye sees beyond the smiles
And behind the frame of her glasses rest her fragile energetic body
Though a body frame that gently droops now
Fingers crossed in an alienated peace with riddles ready to vent
How she had to tie down her hair
and cover all up
This is my mother and her mother
our mother and their mother
Muscles that bled the money we spend
She may not be at the fore but she leads...
Then the chains that hold her back
broken and renewed in a chain manner
A silent loud voice draws her back each step of the journey
Hands on mill teeth a gnashing
Birth and many rebirth of mankind and thoughts
Those eyes have seen the sun the moon and the stars
How her fingers got bent and nails colourd don't matter
we silently, shamelessly look up to the one whom we oppress
Bent and stretched in all and every direction...
And she smiles anyway
#poetry
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