[Being spoiled (kibir) by their Mothers and lack of discipline is the main problem and the main destructor of alot of young Somali males. Their Mother's smother them with everything but 'no']
Mothers to Sons
Each gilded plate
Food served still warm
On hand and foot
Eyes watch him
Searching his face for a sign of
Approval
A second later
Walls are coloured with cuisine murals
When he gets older
He will kill his marriage
Stomping stubborness on laminated floors
Children quaking under stairs
And then
He will lose his mind
Either
In between other women's legs
Spelling defiance with his tongue
Or behind bars
The guy with the Mother
With the small feet and hands
Who comes every Friday
Without fail
And he talks
Spitting angry audacity onto her face
Like he was the one who gave life to her
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