Mama
Oo Mami, oo ma, μαμά..
muttered, murmured
in and through our mouths,
our tongues, our breath,
our eyes,
our beat,
our heat,
our fear,
our drizzle on our skin,
We seek life,
seek to drink,
We seek to eat.
Μητέρα, μαμά, μάμι..
your voice,
your face,
your body’s presence,
stand stoic
against the vengeful storms of time,
endurance and devotion,
pain and tears,
made possible
Whatever I can call today, Mine.
Ooo Mami, oo ma, o zemra..
your sacrifice,
your pain,
a lost life
of countless possibilities,
all this
You gave away,
for two snow pigeons,
to nourish
and make them healthy
So they can fly away from you one day.
Mother, Μητέρα, Nëna...
I reach out for you,
each time
I long to forget
the deafening tick-tock of time,
your face
is like a mirror,
reflects the light,
shines it through each truth and every lie.
Oo Mami, oo ma, μαμά..
your hands,
your skin,
fragile and withered
like a soft velvet rose in winter,
touching upon your chin,
the wrinkles on your face,
like an uncharted map
of the roads
I have never been.
Oo mama, oo mami, oo ma..
I always loved you,
I always will,
My life is yours
And you are mine.
I call for you,
I fight for you,
dream for you
and wish you were here with me,
each and every single time.
Distance is just a limit,
that one can surpass,
Once into memories and images
One dares to make a dive.
