Motherhood
Motherhood is naturally and exclusively reserved,
So securely for a woman that no man may go bragging about.
As he is inclined to do so about so many things falsely,
Finds his big lies are of little help in this case clearly.
Envious and afraid of the power thus bestowed upon her alone
He attempts to establish his ownership as much as he can.
He places him artfully as the head of his artificial family
And lets his cruelty run berserk to dominate everybody.
We all have seen his madness throughout the history,
In numerous wars, in governments and in his moon journey.
And how grateful has the woman been for this rare gift?
We ask this fondly to her if she thinks she is actually fit.
Resistance is pain : it is not birthing itself as she thinks
Unnaturally, with her ungrateful artificial life she lives.
Alas ! the greatest pleasure is reduced to rubble thus
And humanity plunges in to utter chaos.
Why can't a woman think that she can be a Mary,
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