You will learn
You will learn how to nurse your hate
Like a child that suckle your bosom
and watch it grow and make you strong
Till they see the embers in your eyes burning brightly and they slink away defeated
You will learn how to look at the stars
and don't see them
and look at the moon and don't see it
but see the voices and their words and their actions and their regrets plat like the loop of an Instagram reel
You will look at the eyes of your son and really see his soul
And look at mischief of your daughter and really laugh
And your heart will burst for joy
Yet your heart will fear the fear of a mother
Always afraid
You will learn to stand up tall
When you are broken
Colour your eyes after the tears
And find that joy is on the broken roads of ushafa hills
Walking with your son and your heart will leap with joy
Finding layers of things you never knew
You will learn that most friends are false
Most brothers are traitors
Your circle is envious
Your path is lonely
You are strong
And that you are worthy
You will learn the hard things of life
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