When the sudden storm of the wind sound so wired in the heart of us hears, There is….
There is an invite from the red eyes,
falling down through the cheeks was a cry.
Ground mother, Ground mother, Ground mother
We your children, your ground children
we have missed you,
but what else can we say
to someone who has always been of the most essential part of our world
someone who took us by the hand
when we were little and helped to show us the way,
what else can we say…
Nk3 mafo shi am3 k3 Mikafo
Nk3 mafo33 shi am3 k3 Mikafo
Shi mafo waa n33 am3 al3 k3 d)l3 ko ye mil3.
N)h3w) mafo.
Our eyes our red,
full of tears,
flowing down our cheeks.
We have missed your songs,
the songs you used to sing
the songs that makes
your smile a sunshine
and your heart solid gold
We have missed it,
our eyes never rest
when the hears heard the unfortunate, our emotions kept talking, our memories flew wide afar to the past.
your taught,
Now we say….
A wife, a mother, a ground mother too,
This is the legacy we have from you.
You taught us love and how to fight, you give us strength.
You said a mighty and stronger ground mother would be hard to find,
And in your heart, you were always kind.
Fought for us all in one way or the other.
Not just as a wife, not just as a mother, not just as a ground mother but also a best friend. For all of us you gave your best
now the time has come for you to rest
so go in peace, you’ve earned your sleep,
your love in our hearts we’ll internally keep
and so what words would we say
if we ever got the chance?
maybe we’d just say,
we love you ground mother
and hope you understand
rest in peace ….
(c)Johannes Laryea 2015
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