Assumptions, accusations, pity, and blame
All emit from a society, uneducated in me
Questions, inquiries, probes, and shame
Try to blanket my existence; why can’t they see?
Offspring is tied intimately to women’s worth
But her significance is rooted deep from within
Her value is not attached simply to giving birth
A childless womb does not equate to sin
A nurturing spirit is a gift from above
But some tend to narrow it in scope
You don’t get to decide whom He gave me to love
For when He made me, he gave her hope
Two broken spirits, a single dad, a disrupted life
God chose to heal us, one-by-one-by one
Our lives were changed when I became Eddy’s wife
Abandonment faded – I became her bonus-mom
Women nurture pets, angels, and children of others
These words are simply a reflection of my life – my fable
I bet there’s more women like me – idle wombs, yet still loving mothers
So world, show respect to a woman – don’t judge, assume, and don’t label
So much is expected of women. We are taught from a young age that It’s our “job” to bear children..become doting wives. So much so that being unable to conceive is akin to being stripped of your womanhood in so many’s eyes..even often our own.
Hi Capri! Thank you for your comment. Such a great observation! Welcome!