A spank from her,
We deemed it as a punishment.
A lecture from her,
It annoyed us, back then.
We sometimes felt the resentment,
For she only sees our blunder.
There may be times that we ignored her
For we thought she doesn't care.
“I know what I am doing”,
The words we may have uttered.
We used to say “this is my life”,
That was what we often declared.
We thought we knew where to go,
That we can walk away from home.
We used to think that we were right,
But then, WE WERE WRONG.
She silently cries, whenever she hits us,
That is what we do not know.
In every wrong deed we make,
There’s an agony she doesn't want to show.
Mother, why we have misunderstood you?
Your intent that we misinterpreted,
Your goal to make us grow upright,
It’s only now we realized your good deed.
