To my mother,

May God save you from ever being helpless
For ever having to rely on anyone for anything
May God grant you great health, every happiness and ease from financial burdens

You are an angel
A woman of countless talents
A woman surrounded by thankless people
A woman who is selfless

You are
The glue in the cracks
The respect he doesn't deserve
The cook, the nurse, the finance manager

You are a defeated fighter
I've seen people tear you down
Stab you with their words
Bury you with their bitter twisted lies

But when those very people ask for your help
You've tirelessly helped
The very snakes that robbed you of your smile
You have a heart of naivety

A mind of forgiveness
An unbreakable belief in innocence
You've always been an easy target
And I hate that part of you

I admire that part of you

Your belief in God unshakeable
Your patience is endless
Even if I pray that God exacts your revenge
I know you will feel pity and pray for them