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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.

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thriveni c mysore

Date: 4/13/2025 8:32:00 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!!!

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 4/13/2025 9:46:00 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

Reason A. Poteet
Date: 4/13/2025 6:26:00 PM

thank you Anne-Lise. Some remain childless by choice and that's okay too.

Paula Goldsmith

Date: 4/13/2025 8:50:00 AM

Congratulations on your win. I enjoyed reading your powerful/lovely write. Have a blessed day with your win................

Reason A. Poteet
Date: 4/13/2025 6:28:00 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.