Our Destiny In Her Womb
Such mystery in her power to bear
In a heart so pure, loving and fair
This world has at its origins, in a mother
Seven billion akin is indeed not a small a number
How she controls our destiny in her womb
With love and care, shapes what we become
With hope, grooms and inspires us to climb
Higher and higher, until failures succumb
An evergreen tree, of deep roots at her core
The intuition to know how best we must grow
Wisdom and patience in abundance therefore
The world at peace, freed from poverty and war
Such mastery in her flair, her ability to dare
A dream maker, a life giver, a wishing star
Can we ever really call ourselves the human race
Family members without mother in her rightful place
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