Her hair is very long, luscious, dark and wavy...when gathered together in your hands it smells as if the earth conspired with her sometime ago...and agreed to show her favor...her skin gives off the appearance of butter milk...wet and youthful...like dew... mysterious to all of those around her...including herself...her smile spoke of what could have been...days before...her demeanor was always luke warm...she haunted the daydreams of those that desired to penetrate deeper but would always be forbidden.
she's very unique.
each time I fall asleep.
I desire to know more about my mother.
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Peace and blessings lovely lady! Here is a poem I wrote about my mama three years ago:
Peace Be Upon You Mother
by Mary Ann Cole-Dia
Peace be unto you mother
On this very day
Peace be unto you mother
As you lay in the grave
Peace be unto you mother
Allah, Allah, is the way
Peace be unto you mother
Know that you are Allah's slave
I have cried a million tears
Relived all those painful years
Went so far back in time
I thought I had truly lost my mind
I have said enough "should of's" to circle the earth
And when I think of what "could of" oh how my heart hurts
I have yelled enough of "would of's" dug deep into dirt
And when I think of the " should of's" I cast away my worth
I decided to stop feeling sorry for myself
And instead I chose to focus on your life
And when I think of the injustice you lived
It cuts deep like a knife
I can't imagine the battle within your mind
How your reason to live eroded over time
How you lived alone all those years
How you became consumed with tears
I know I hurt you by asking to be adopted out
I never rejected you and in fact I did it for you
I couldn't take the foster care system
I didn't know what to do
My heart has always beat very loud
I kept on loving you and only Allah knows how
I'm not ashamed of you for the disease in your mind
I am still angered at the foster care system for making that your crime
Your devotion, and good intentions were noticed and felt
As I sit here writing this it just makes my soul melt
You are in my sacred space
Where Allah has made it safe
To long for you and to wait
To see you in the afterlife again some day
You are in the center of my heart
The Prophet said your feet lead to paradise
Your mother is where Heaven starts
Even if we were torn apart
They called you stupid
Said that you were a fool
Claimed you had no education
But I concluded the opposite realization
You in fact had wisdom
And you tried your best
You were strong
And you did pass Allah's test
Forgive me if I ever dishonored you
Forgive me for I didn't know what to choose
I didn't care to win and I didn't care to loose
I'm saying good bye to all the anger
I'm saying goody bye to all the pain
I'm opening up to Allah's guidance
It's the only thing that has kept me sane
And it is my hope in it that I pray our generation will change
I'll hold on to your memory, I'll hold on to your love
I'll take my inner child back to days when we hugged
I want you to know that I'm still that same bull headed girl
Standing up for truth and justice
Standing up to the world
I now must obey Allah and let your soul rest in peace
I now must obey Allah and let your soul now be in ease
My speaking to you now will finally cease
And mother may Allah Almighty receive your precious soul in peace
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