Mother, My Pride by Gabriel Bamgbose

I am proud of you mother
Your blackness shines forth
The beauty of your tribe
Aesthetically, you remain unique
Of all mothers. In you lies
The wealth of the nations
In your womb evolves
The genius of the globe
Your blood in my vein runs
The milk of your breast
Nourishes my infancy
And enriches my agility
I am honoured to bear your mark –
For I know the fruit of your womb
Shall one day the entire races govern
No matter how mired your name is
I am your slave, though I be your son
In your captivity shall I be free
And in your bosom shall I excel

This poem first appeared in Nigeria Poems:,%20My%20Pride&posted=Gabriel%20Bamgbose

About Ijagun Poetry Journal

Ijagun Poetry Journal is a quarterly journal that provides a platform from which we can tell our own stories in the authenticity of their multiplicity through the poetic medium. We don’t want to hear these stories from our master “griots” alone; we want to hear from those mastering their art, too. Hence, we aim at publishing new and emerging poets. We also welcome the works of established poets in order to encourage the poetic genius of those mastering poetic art. We prize original works that conform to, break or reinvent conventions. Again, we accept reviews and critical essays on poetry. We also accept powerful art works and photographs that make us appreciate the "poetry" in everything.
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