Mother’s call

When a son grows up,
the best mother is the one
who forgets about him
so that the son can decide if he still has a mother.

At such a time, the entire human race is now,
and there is no one who can say,
“I was born by myself,”
for you can only die by yourself
if you do not allow your mother,
as she allowed you in your infancy,
and who now is calling you
in every blade of grass in front of you.