Mothers

ochro  fish  liver  corn water melon icicle hammock wifi breeze...

the open sky stopped by banana leaves

like mothers of the earth

youth lost on children and men

this tree grows many hands

cut her again and again

she still grows more banana your hands can hold

like sweet cashew now showing bud

this woman whose hardened soles

lies your salvation

has colors more beautiful than pink and gold

where else can you find Malala

secured from eyes of every day girls

but just there in every corner
every third world classroom

raped of future
stuck like a baby mother
waiting for a text
waiting for milk and sugar

what religion what God
Which Prophet which heart of the Kaba
who stain a girls future
would make haram education
would snatch her future

but spineless cronies of Pharoah and Hitler

this sweet Guyana
Land of waters and Eldorado
young mothers like this half green cashew
not knowing difference between biology and sexual favors
walk the corridors of suicide and abortion
shame upon the Babylons of power
men and women who allow such disgraceful demeanour
Jesus washed the feet of the sinner
Mary draped her head with her miracle baby
Judge not for you will be commented on  Facebook
Look not at others for dirt lies within your phones

Hold the hand of our mothers
Like this young coconut tree
Her mother shaded her to maturity
One day she will rule the world with class A coconuts and you will bow to this God's angel