For Madam Esther Chukwu
I have walked in the shadow of
a mother but the joy she feels
is the pain that I feel — that of
I have given her the earth, that
they be in her shoes. but her well
of desire has shun pleasure to
I have washed in traveling rivers
so as to see my face. but i
see her on each lines of my palm — such 's
I have washed in surging whirlpools
of waters, but none is like her
first blood; her precious essence of
I have sailed through her thought like the
rumble of clouds. and she has filled
her mind with her child's substance — such 's
"words from the innocent mind"
Akinwale Peace Akindayo
Happy Birthday, Mother.
Philip wishes you well, Mother.
May you live to enjoy your children.