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The Gift of Life
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Spiritual I’m like a pregnant woman
With her legs wired shut
Trying to deny that she
Must give birth to another.
I must succumb to nature’s gift
Wrapped in a bundle and
Given gently to a mother
From her heavenly father.
I need to take care of this
New person in my life
And remember all the labor
Pains her parents endured.
I really do not think you have thought this poem through. Are you pregnant or not? Is this a virgin birth?
Why would you deny giving birth?
Natures gift, labour pains endured by her perents!
Sorry, but you have completely lost me.
Maybe it is just me.