An Ode to Ma is for my adoptive mother, Remedios “Meding” Rivero, who took care of me since I was one year old. She raised me and loved me like her own child even when she already had four children. An Ode to Ma Who’s gone afar Above the heavens She became a star My Ma, I remember Her love and care Never ceased to show that she is always fair Amongst us, her children not four but five I am the fifth but not from her hive The one she kept to nurture and chide As I am the one who was not her child. My Mama, not mine…
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My Lost Child
I have lost a child. A child who never saw my face, And never touched my skin. My child, my son, we named Eli. He did not see the light of day In the eve of the 10th day. He was strong, but I was weak. My body couldn’t hold him ‘Til he is ready to peek. That child, we longed for A son to carry our name. A little lamb to his mama Who only wanted to caress him. Wouldn’t it have been wonderful If I carried him to term? For he would’ve been fifteen now, A strong, young man, That his mama would have loved. What could he…
