The summit of womanhood, the ultimate love to this world, and the womb of man~kind. Every great feat of man’s accomplishments unequivocally rest upon the breasts of this supernal gift to our existence: mother.

— Tshombe Sekou

I remember her, dreamer

she would sing the future

a lullaby as it suckled

upon her breast; trusting in

her comfort—the genesis of faith.


I loved her—still do

she created what is beautiful

through the chambers of her heart

soothed the pain with the gentle

strength of her hands.


I have called her,

Mother, Emah,

Umi, Grandmother

Nana, Savtah

Dodah, Sister

and at times father in his…



I love her because

she boldly smiles

upon the future.



© 2012 Tshombe Sekou


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