From her Duct she gives you life,
And how you treat she who gives you life,
Shows how much you value the life given to you,
By your creator,
That Sacred soul above all others,
That you must always show LOVE,
Patience,
Respect,
And all the redeeming qualities you can think of,
This woman whose heart has seen yours,
First before anyone else in this world,
And whose womb had opened the door,
For your eyes to experience light,
For your soul to live life,
So no matter how she could have been,
Cruel,
Mild,
Manipulative,
Ingenuous,
If she misguides you,
Forgive her and show her the right way,
With simple wisdom, gentleness and kindness,
For when the soul decamps from the body,
And deeds are weighed against a plume,
There’s only one soul who can save yours,
That one soul who would readily lay down its own for yours,
How you treat her is the ultimate test,
For when the heart of the universe,
Asks her soul and mind,
On how you regarded her,
Magnanimous,
Or Unkind,
Her heart would be forced to remain mute,
But then her hair,
Fingers,
Will then be ordered to speak,
Speak freely as a separate entity,
Revealing all it has seen and heard,
A school of taught is of the belief that,
“The Almighty can’t be everywhere at the same time,
And that’s why he created MOTHERS”
So always remember that woman,
Seated in the highest throne of all existence,
Is exactly the same as in yours,
And her name is,
MOTHER.