A son returns to his homeland upon hearing of his mother's impending death. He hopes he is not too late.
~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ My Africa, My Africa, What has happened to you? Although aged, You were so beautiful, Mother, The last time I saw you.
My Africa, My Africa, I can see the pain in your eyes. They said, "Come home, Dying Mothers need their Sons," Mother. Your Son has returned home.
My Africa, My Africa, It pains me to see you thus. Get some rest now. Maybe you'll feel better soon, Mother. I promise I'll be here.
My Africa, My Africa, I see your weakened body. I smell death near. I do not want you to die, Mother. I will miss you so much.
My Africa, My Africa, I remember your smiles. May I have one To look at on sad days, Mother? Is that too much to ask?
My Africa, My Africa, Mother, Mother Africa! Don't go away. A son must have his mother, Mother! Please don't leave me like this! ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ (C) Copy written, 12 January, 2005, by Karla Dorman.
Great, great, great poem. It has a feeling and it is strong. I particularly like "I do not want you to die, Mother/I will miss you so much"
Though, Africa crawls, it will surely not die.
Keep writing, Karla.
Reviewed by Anna Marie Fritz (Reader)
Reviewed on January 14, 2005
A most heartfelt write, dear Karla. I share your feelings, girl.
A very powerful piece, Karla, depicting the anguish any loving son would go through if his mother, or his homeland, were dying.
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on January 12, 2005
Yup some ares do have challenges, yet thers are doing not so good.
Mainly lower sahara. I get drawings back from a young lad and his family. He seems ok-ish, only his father is dying in Zimbabwe. Hope to see them when it's not as hot there.
Yankee Doodle Daddy is a historical Appalachian Family Saga. The story follows a mother's reckoning as she struggles to survive and keep her four daughters alive.
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Great, great, great poem. It has a feeling and it is strong. I particularly like "I do not want you to die, Mother/I will miss you so much"
Though, Africa crawls, it will surely not die.
Keep writing, Karla.
We must do all we can to help our friends in Africa...a powerful, disturbing, heartwrenching write as only you can do; thanks for informing! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :( >tears <
An absolutely beautiful tribute my friend - exceptional write ... really enjoyed this one!!
Best wishes,
Robert
Safi
Excellent write. Touches the heart
God Bless
Michelle!
Love Tinka
Mainly lower sahara. I get drawings back from a young lad and his family. He seems ok-ish, only his father is dying in Zimbabwe. Hope to see them when it's not as hot there.
the dilemma in Africa as a whole ...
Love, Eileen
Take care,
Sherry