Woman you were not created to conceive
Your conceiving has led to deceiving and screaming
The irony of having a fruitful womb
Is that the fruit it bears is bound to end up in a tomb
Resurrected but still doomed.
You see it as a miracle
But the flower that from these fruits have bloomed
Is left feeling hysterical.
This life has no pinnacle.
Oh can't you see the turns and turmoil, hear the curses, witness the unfruitful soil.
......
Woman you were not created to conceive
Your conceiving has led to deceiving and screaming
The irony of having a fruitful womb
Is that the fruit it bears is bound to end up in a tomb
Resurrected but still doomed.
You see it as a miracle
But the flower that from these fruits have bloomed
Is left feeling hysterical.
This life has no pinnacle.
Oh can't you see the turns and turmoil, hear the curses, witness the unfruitful soil.
......