Showing posts with label Mother's Day. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mother's Day. Show all posts

Sunday, May 11, 2008

For Mama Africa and Mama America



Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers on earth.

I remember my beloved mother, Mrs. Gladys Unuamaigheuwa Eke of blessed memory, who lived, worked and died for the survival and welfare of her children. She was one of the greatest mothers of all time and I would not wish for another mother for a million generations.

I dedicate the classic reggare song Mama Africa to the evergreen memory of my sweet mother.

You can click on the image of the album of Mama Africa or the link below to listen to the song.

Listen to samples

Mama Africa is the greatest mother on earth.

She wakes up early everyday to care for her beloved children.
She is never tired of bearing the heavy burden of motherhood.

She is the African mother who is the first to wake up early in the morning even before the sunrise.
She is already cooking breakfast for her children before they rise up.
She is already fetching water for drinking, bathing and washing.
Then she is ready to leave for the farm or the market.
She comes back home in the evening and makes dinner for her family.

She is the virtuous woman.




What of the African mother who has to breastfeed two babies daily.

Ah ah! Mama Africa!
Mother of the earth
Burden bearer of humankind.
You will always be on my mind.






What of Mama America.
The African American mother who is homeless and looking for shelter in the stormy weather in New Orleans.
Ah ah Mama America!
I see your teardrops
But only God knows your pains.

I say a prayer for you Mama.
A prayer from my heart.
A prayer of my love for you Mama.

May God bless you and comfort you Mama.

Monday, May 5, 2008

Labour of Love



I am wide awake
I am in pains
I am having headache and belly-ache
And there is a burning sensation in my loins.
But he is fast asleep with his back at me.
If only he could turn around and see.


If only you can see what I am going through
The agony of my love for you.
But even if you can see me in agony
You cannot feel the pains of my labour
Only a mother knows the dolour
Imagine eating grits with sand in the hominy.
The restless days and sleepless nights of travail.
When all your heavy words of comfort seem to fail
Because only a mother knows the throes of parturition.

No man can know my labour of love.

Friday, February 29, 2008

Inspiration from Women Around the World!



Inspiration from women around the world!

Dear Orikinla,

Of the billions of people who live on less than $1 a day, 70% are women and girls. It’s International Women’s Day on 8 March, and Oxfam will be sharing stories of women around the world who are fighting against poverty.

And don’t forget, this week and next is Fairtrade Fortnight, so get involved today!


Karina Brisby,
Interactive Campaigns Manager