Hello mama

How is heaven, how is God

Abeg help me ask am why Him no pick my calls

I was praying, begging that He should let you stay with us

 

Hello Mama

I hope you’re happy, is heaven like you dreamed, is it even like you hoped?

Sometimes when I’m out drinking, the bottles remind me of how your hands were always cold

 

Hello Mama

Yes I drink now

It’s been too hard without you, the bottles is how I cope

 

Hello Mama

How is Jesus. Is he real, is he black, is he white, what do people do over there

Eight years I’ve been sleeping hoping one day in my dreams you’ll be there

 

Hello Mama

So many stories I want to tell you

So many questions I want to ask you

When next I see you, I just want to hug you and never ever want to leave you.

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