My queen of days since I knew not what days were
Unbeknownst to me of a world once we shared
We shared a life prior to this one
Despite my growth and weight ever tiring her
Kicking her side,
and she’d call out cheerfully for anyone who cared
to come and touch. (Ignoring the pain)
My queen of days since I knew the world
Ndede was her name
For as long as my ears could decipher sounds of the outside.
Those same ears that she pulled so hard
When I was wrong.
The pain almost like a deception in contrast to her smile
and cautionary words spewing from her moral mouth.
Ndede, of days, since the society knew me
Your love and prayers are now me.
Without you my love, my mother, my only
I would run around like a headless chicken.
In the absence of you in this life, you gave me.
The prophet of my blessings now and days to come.
Thank you, my African queen. This I say with deepest love.