MY MOTHER
My Mother
inextricable we are
for I was fawn
and filled with fallacy
ye was still inextricable
My Mother
inextrem is was thee
buh ye prevent me
from infanticide,
ye is electable
My Mother
when I was infectitious
ye used infuse
despite the indemnity
ye infringe
My Mother
ye was inert
and inept
buh ye still strive
to feed me
My Mother
when I was irk
and faze
ye was fawn
inextricable we are
My Mother
ye was luxurious
ye was magnificent
and I promise
to be a golden child
"Writing makes me exhilarated, and as you read my piece, may you be elevated with profound happiness."
About the Creator
Amusan Aishat Abiodun
"Writing makes me exhilarated, and as you read my piece, may you be elevated with profound happiness."
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