I was first, a thought in your precious mind,
Until I became a living cell.
In the darkness of your motherly womb,
It took me nine long months to be fully groomed.
And Mama, you've done well.
After all the suffering and pain
When you labored like hell,
You took me home with pride and joy
Knowing you've given birth to a healthy little boy.
And Mama, you've done well.
You comforted me when I cried,
And scolded me when I lied.
You didn't yell.
You kept me warm,
In your loving arms,
And gave me enough to eat,
And taught me that I must never cheat.
And Mama, you've done well.
You took me to school
You didn't want me to become a fool.
You taught me to count and spell.
You taught me a tree started as a seed,
And if I want to become great I must learn to read.
And Mama, you've done well.
You thought me about good and evil,
And that I must respect everyone,
Especially old people.
And I must pray to God,
And read my bible.
And Mama, you've done well.
And now that I'm a man
Handsome and strong
With much to tell
I can honestly say
Each and everyday
Thank you Mama, you've done well.
Erwin Jones [aka Erwin X] (21st century) Belize
Source: Belizean Poet
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