Weep Not Mama

Oh my dear Mama

Weep not again for our daily food

The Lord shall provide us manna

My heart sorrows when you so brood

I beg of thee please dry your tears

Your burdens will I gladly bear

Weep not Mama

Cruel blows I know life has dealt you

I will hug you tight, stand by your side

Recall happiness foregone, the days when papa thee wooed

You hero, let love be your guide

You bore the pangs of pain from childbirth

Time now to sit back, reap the harvest

Weep not Mama

That frown of worry mars your beautiful face

Let your lips curve in a smile

Swiftly I run life’s race

The journey is almost complete, just another mile

For then shall I be a man grown

Success will beg to be my own

Weep not Mama

The times may be hard

As we struggle against this tide

Your suffering will come to an end

Only you will I nurture and tend

I see a ray of sunlight

Surely we shall win this fight

Weep not again Mama