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Mummy, Mummy Who Invented School?

mummy, mummy,
who invented school?

oh, sweetheart,
what a clever girl you are;
why don’t you tell me first
who you think invented school?

I think, mummy,
school must have been invented
it must be by people
like old grumpy Uncle Grim
next door;
and the grouchy Aunty Scowl
who lives behind our house

oh no, darling,

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poem by Raj Arumugam
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My Babies gone to soon

A moment you were in Mummy's tummy
But you weren't to stay long.
God needed two new Angels to be in Heaven
He decided you my babies should never no,
the pain of this earth.
To heaven you went your tiny feet,
never got to touch the ground.

A moment you were with Mummy
Swiftly and quickly you were gone.
God needed you both for grater plans.

My Angels Mummy wanted you so much.
She wanted to feel your touch.

Mummy has been blessed because she held you in her womb.
Mummy has 2 Angels above.
But it's not where she wanted you to be.

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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A Letter To Lindelwa

My dearest Lindelwa,
Your name rings with familiarity over and over in my head,
Every day you take form, and become a reality I cannot shake off, or really comprehend,
First it was your beautiful big brown eyes, with lashes long and curly; no one can question your roots,
And then your lips followed, full and distinct, outlined with God`s very own rich lip liner, like a garden of Eden fruit,

As I stand in awe of how beautiful your face is turning out, your body magically seeps into the canvass and completes the picture,
Your tiny hands raised to your mouth, each with five perfect fingers
Your skin feels soft to the touch, as rare as the African silk
Just like mummy`s, it is a radiant brown that compliments your eyes, a true daughter of the soil.
Your tiny feet will one day walk on this very soil, leading you to a destiny of love and beautiful dreams fulfilled because of your forefather`s toil.
Do not worry your pretty little head, mummy may not have nail polish expertise, but if you ever want them painted I will learn, because for you I will be a student of life until I no longer break bread with the living.

The world waits for you to take your place,
Grandma waits on your arrival,
She wants to hold you in her arms and speak blessings into your life,
And tell you stories about mummy and your uncle`s childhood,
How he spoke baby gibberish and brought a smile to all of our faces, just like you will someday.

Oh your uncle, how he waits for you,

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poem by Tawanda Omphile Plaatjie
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Its Alright

Mummy! mummy! mummy!
Uh-hmm?
Mummy!
Uh-hmm?
Mummy! you have to wake up!
Yes, yes, I know...
Ma, you have to wake up!
I know...
Sometimes its such a drag,
I dont feel like getting up in the morning.
Then something happens, it clicks in my head,
I feel like crying,
But I know its gonna be alright.
Its alright, its alright, its alright,
I know its gonna be alright.
Sometimes, Im so afraid, (Im so, Im so scared)
I dont feel like facing the world.
Then something happens, it clicks in my head,
I feel like crying,
I know its gonna be alright.

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song performed by Yoko Ono
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Its Alright

Mummy! mummy! mummy!
Uh-hmm?
Mummy!
Uh-hmm?
Mummy! you have to wake up!
Yes, yes, I know...
Ma, you have to wake up!
I know...
Sometimes its such a drag,
I dont feel like getting up in the morning.
Then something happens, it clicks in my head,
I feel like crying,
But I know its gonna be alright.
Its alright, its alright, its alright,
I know its gonna be alright.
Sometimes, Im so afraid, (Im so, Im so scared)
I dont feel like facing the world.
Then something happens, it clicks in my head,
I feel like crying,
I know its gonna be alright.

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song performed by Yoko Ono
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Mummy. Mummy I Could Have...

Mummy, I had just become
Could have become
In your arms beautiful and whole
Says this voice in me
In the abyss it had gone
A rapist seed planted in me
Shattered, dreams to be
Piteous life
And blank mind pushed me.
Mummy help me
By then a cry not done
Dreams elusive
They had become
Old, helpless is me
And nagging is the voice
Mummy, mummy I could have…

poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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Archie and Emmy

Today Mummy should have two beautiful babies.
But today Mummy has pain.
Mummy lost you both a while ago.
She never got the chance to meet you.
She never got to say hello.
Didn't really get to say goodbye.

My precious babies you are Angels way up high.
You live in the clouds and shine with the stars.
My Angels you shouldn't be in the sky.
today you should be in mummy's arms.

poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
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Mummy News Cries

Mummy don't leave me today.
Mummy he hurts me again and again
Mummy I'm sorry I upset you
Mummy of course I'll go again.

News in the paper of a little girls death
News in the paper of the abuse
News in the paper of a grieving mother
News in the paper of a life gone too soon.

Cries the mother who didn't heed the cry
Cries the mother who failed to hear
Cries the mother who sent her there
Cries the mother for her dead child.

poem by Alison Smith
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Hello World

We start our lives as parasites
and selfishly take all we need
to satisfy our appetites
to mothers wants pay little heed

Inhabiting a paradise.
A place of comfort and delight,
it comes to us a surprise
to be expelled into the light.

Our first reaction is to yell
protestingly to no avail
Expelled from paradise to hell,
just the beginning of our tale.

We are presented with a teat
and fall to suckling hungrily.
The breast is warm the milk is sweet
we feed and then sleep placidly.

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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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My Little Garden

Sun yet to born,
crows yet to wake,
I ran to my little garden.
Dews everywhere
dark made a blanket on my plants.
I am looking for my rose flower
Mummy said today it will blossom.
I touched all my little plants
and they returned the shakehand
with cold honey dews.

The first rays of sun is coming
its breaking the dark into pieces
and my little swing birds started singing.

Where is my flower?
I checked everywhere.
Oh I found my plant and I cant believe
The beautiful yellow rose
I touched it, kissed it and plucked it

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poem by Slb Pillai
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