Mothers of Invention, Deliver

Silence mourning,  you who've borne no children;
mute derision and bear it no longer.
Beg not for mercy if you are barren
for barreness may prove you the stronger.
Your fruit lies in the way which you conquer
scorn - apparent un-productivity.
Another's offspring -  your proclivity.
Teach them truths which bearers fail to mention;
teach self-discipline as necessity.
Deliver well, mothers of invention.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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mysore Avatar
April 13, 2025 at 8:32 PM
'beg not for mercy' true. decades ago there was little choice, even today bareness is being mocked upon in some cultures. interesting write dear friend. Congratulations on your win dear poet.Cheers!!!
Andresen Avatar
April 13, 2025 at 9:46 AM
- Fortunately, we understand more today ... we do not laugh at their sorrow - Congratulations on your win in the contest, R.A.P. :) - Happy Easter :) - hugs
Poteet Avatar
April 13, 2025 at 6:26 PM
thank you Anne-Lise. Some remain childless by choice and that's okay too.
Goldsmith Avatar
April 13, 2025 at 8:50 AM
Congratulations on your win. I enjoyed reading your powerful/lovely write. Have a blessed day with your win................
Poteet Avatar
April 13, 2025 at 6:28 PM
thank you, Paula. My unmarried sister is finishing up the raising of two young guys who lost their mother and grandmother and whose father wants no piece of their lives.
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