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SON, FATHER AND MOTHER by Ndukwo Kalu Ugah

When I was born
I placed a new salt of life to my home
At least,the flattery were gone
And the native joy comes home
Like visions in a dream
While I could plainly show it with a scream
Now that one family derives a long chin of laughter

Burn the medicine pot
Make no disagreeable mixture
For my son laid on the cot
He is me in picture
From the angels in human form
A feature without a deform
Whence i saw nothing but happiness

A baby arrives
Its my baby, our baby
Upon my milk, he survives
From the hungers that may be
In his wanderings in between lands
His fate,are all in my hands.

SON, FATHER AND MOTHER by Ndukwo Kalu Ugah

SON, FATHER AND MOTHER by Ndukwo Kalu Ugah

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