The fruit of my womb
The core of my being
To name you a king, is all that could be
To love endlessly without inhibition
Blood of my blood. An extension of myself
You reign on this throne to king in this life
The mother queen to raise a man of valor
A man chastised by the very hand of God
A commanding presence sided with gentle reprieve
Victory made flesh to light the world
Malik to a fulfilled destiny of longevity of breath
Malik to abundant, unending joy, success and health
Malik my sensei to the stairway of motherhood
Malik the King that will reign to glory, adored by many. Loved by all
I love you son.
Your biggest fan. The mother queen.