Where Mothers Cry Poem by Bolami lawal

Sometimes at night
when the lights are out,
when the flickerings of the lantern fades;
i hear a soft and a stealthy sob,
but i stay still in fright;
and mother says it must be a dream.
Sometimes at night
when it poured so hard,
when the leaking of our roof yielded a flood;
i hear a soft and a stealthy sob,
but i stay still in fright;
and mother says it must be a dream.
Sometimes at night
when our barn runs out,
when there hardly was a portion to ration;
i hear a soft and stealthy sob,
but i stay still in fright;
and mother says it must be a dream.

So, on the day i shun my fears,
there she sat across the flickering ray;
mother shed her tears in secret;
and i wonder why?

Yes, in secret;
that's where mothers cry
where the shadows concealed their pains,
Yes, in secret;
that's where mothers cry
where the groaning of their hearts is unheard,
Yes, in secret;
that's where mothers cry
where their grief and sorrow you can't see,
Yes, in secret;
that's where mothers cry.
And at dawn; no one perceived!