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AFRICAN MOTHER (queen of the land)

Beautiful african queen, a treasure that holds much that is yet to be see
A pure force of nature ,a power to recon with
Warrior to the african child,her ground she stand to her last
Defender of the african heritage,mother to the teachings of the land
We hold you dear to our heart, the love we never asked for

Through all her hardships and tribulations she stode strong 

We woke up to breakfast on the table everyday, forgetting gratitude for her love

You were hope on a cloudy day, a shoulder to cry on when the world was on my neck 

You saw the possibilities of our future and placed your bet on us

We celebrate you African mother for who you are, one that we can never replace 


We tell your story for love is all have for you

The much you have done, even designing my recovery 

The much you have done, most without a word of thanks 

We celebrate you today, Teresa Wangechi, Alice Mumbi and all the other super heroes of our lives 

For we are because of you 


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