Black is power
To her pursuit of the
tower
It makes sour
Perplexed tears I
pour
For she was a
blessing shower
A strong African
woman
An ever smiling
human
From dust we come
Into the dust we
leave
To us she was a sun
Always shining to us,
her daughters and sons
A moon in the dark
night
Always lighting to
tall heights
A star in the sky
Twinkles to lift our
spirits high
If it’s a choice
God has a good taste
of voice
God is always in what
he makes
A good choir member
of angels she would make
Forever singing sweet
songs to keep all awake
Our mother in heart
please don’t take
Thank you mum
To you our love
belong
Our dreams we will
realize it won’t take long
To the world we will
prove wrong
That your Father is
ours for long
To Him we belong
For you will stay
strong
We love you.
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