MY MAMA MADE ME

Though she is gone
She used to tell me when we were alone
That drugs got no vitamin

Though she is a woman
she raised me to be a man
who can stand and fight on my own
That's why when i was a kid
she used to knock my head
warning me not to smoke weed
otherwise my mind might slide

Though i am now old
I still miss her indeed
sometimes i cry when days are wild
it's a different mood
can't express in words

Though i am still mourning
It's reminding me back to my beginning
When my mother in front of me clapping
while i am learning to talk and walking
and that is why right now am smiling.
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Posted: Nov 2016
About this poem:
its about my mother the way she raised me up. she was a single mother but she took no none sense.
when i am not in a good mood i always remember her. i wish she leaved longer to see me growing.

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TheBlackRed
Simple and awesome, that`s how Art is supposed to be, congratulations!
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