I Am Not a Mother (Yet), Even Though I Birth Many Things

Poem

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By common definition
I am not a mother (yet)
Even though I birth many things

I am in labor all my life
Pain and joy intertwine
I birth creative outbursts
Bring new ideas to life
And let emotions thrive
Something clearly divine

By common definition
I am not a mother (yet)
Even though I conceive offspring

I bring many things to life
The Muse keeps me pregnant all the time
I let a creative force clear my mind
And nourish the future newborns that grow inside
So, please, can someone have the authorities
Rewrite this common definition

Because I am clearly a mother of more than one child

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