ANTOA POETRY: The Last Time I Spoke To Mama

ANTOA POETRY: The Last Time I Spoke To Mama

The Last Time I Spoke To Mama

Mama which world will

I run to where hatred can’t

Be found?

Where black doesn’t see

white as White?

Where white doesn’t see

black as Black?

Where I won’t find my head

In a guillotine only to raise

My eyes and find my brother?

Mama which world will

I run to where pain is tired

Of hurting people?

Where hunger is no where

To be found?

Where everyone minds their

Business?

Where lions play with deers

And a fish, play with a bear?

Mama? Mama? Mama?

Mama, can you hear me!?

Mama! Mama! Mama….

By Elijah Christopher

Elijah Christopher
Elijah Christopher is a journalist at A New Touch Of Africa, is also a creative writer, a poet, and an IT enthusiast. He contributed to the collaborative poem written in celebration of Edwin Morgan Centenary, the first Glasgow poet laureate and Scottish national poet from the University of Glasgow. He loves meeting people and learning about new places, cultures, events, and lifestyles.
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