A Black Mother’s Love

A black mother’s love

is sculpted by

the fixed deck of cards she was dealt

as a person of colour –

misused and hardly understood

 

Yet she kept fighting

with knives in her back

chains on her wrists

poison down her throat.

 

For her children, she hoped would

never experience the trials and tribulations

that she had.

 

She had hoped for a life for them.

Because why would she painfully leave

her mother country,

be stripped of her family, her rich culture and language?

 

For everything she had hoped for to be taken away by one fatal stab.

 

How can you tell a mother

holding her new-born child

that before she sees her last day,

her son’s body will leave this earth

before her own?

 

There is no greater pain than a mother’s sacrifice.

About haringeyunchained

Haringey Unchained is a collective of students aiming to show case the creative talent of Haringey Sixth Form College in Tottenham, London. We think that through the promotion of our creative thoughts, we can educate our community, bringing to the foreground the critical and creative consciousness of a vibrant school in a deprived part of London. We are endeavouring to provide this blog as a platform for our community, giving the space to those whose work otherwise might not be seen or read. Being that the cuffs are off, we are able to express through our photography, art, short fiction and poetry, what’s really on our minds. We are free.

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