THE WOMAN'S BREAST (A POEM)

in #poetry7 years ago

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She holds them firm and runs
It dangles left and right
It doesn't mean they are going to fall off
Firm and succulent it remains
It comes in shapes and sizes
Beautifully made and designed
Serving a humanistic purpose, preserving lives

I argue and you disagree
Exited the woman before a man
Your father socked the God giving milk
Sucked your grandfather to be a man
Painfully the suckling cries as the mother hibernates
Why argue with your ancestors
The breast leaks when the baby cries

Who can decipher the mystery of a woman's breast
The first food existence provides
Babies cry to have a taste
A conscious tool that stops a man's cry
Let the breast of your wife fill you
The affirmation of the Holy boobs
Confirmed by the Holy books

Time and age steal from the assets
Hardship and stress takes its fair share
Even in old age it's potency intact
They live for us to survive
They are created to bless humanity
Our mothers are women
Respect! The female folk my hart I duff

@happoculturation 2018.

Respect to all mothers and potential mothers out there.

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