By: JJ Moriasi
How are you? I hope you are fine. It has been a long time since I saw you. I have missed you so much mom. I thought I was a big boy now, but I realized I can never outgrow from being you child. I will always be your son. From the day I left you, I have been through a lot, and I just wanted to share with you.
Since my childhood, you have been everything to me. Since I can remember, you have always been there for me. The first time I opened my eyes, I saw you. I heard your voice as you encouraged me to taste of what would be my first meal. You watched me grow, carried me around until I could crawl. Waited patiently until the day I took my first step. I cried, made lots of noises, but in the midst of all that, you always waited for me to say mom.
You fed me, bathed me until I could use my own hands. I grew, matured and finally became the person I am today. Every day you happily watched me transform to be a man. It brought joy to your heart the more I became independent but it also brought sorrow, for the day I would leave drew nearer.
In this vast sea, you were my boat and sail. The day you tossed me into the waters, I realized how cruel this world could be. Your love and tender care sheltered me from the storm. Itâ€™s only when I let go of your skirt that I could see all the cruelty.
When I was a kid they took everything away from you. They took dad away, all our wealth and riches. You were left with barely enough to bring me up like you wished. Every day was a nightmare, you waited for dad who never came, my brothers and sisters who have yet to return, and now you are waiting for me.
When it came to the time you had to let me go, send me far away to go find our dreams, in the midst of your tears of sorrow, I saw your eyes glitter in hope for a better tomorrow. A chance for your grandchildren to get what you think you were unable to offer me.
I am now miles away; in search of a life I donâ€™t want any more because I donâ€™t even need it. I need your love more than this. However, you still insist this is the way. So, I listen to you, but mom, I am not comfortable here; all they do is talk about your imperfections, make fun of your scars that you got protecting me, belittle me because I am your son. I am despised, prejudiced, looked down upon, all because of you. They donâ€™t know you mom; the kind, loving and caring mother that you are. The sacrifices that you made to see me through. You taught me to love unconditionally; you hid all the evil of this world until I was big enough to handle them.
I am now a presentable gentleman; a reflection of how you brought me up. What more do they need to see, to realize the toil of your hands, the wealth in your heart.
I donâ€™t want to be here any more, but you say I have to finish what I came for, however, soon enough I will be done. I will come back to where I belong, where I was born, the only place I call home, right in the warm embrace of your arms, MAMA AFRICA.
Your loving son
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