The general condition of the Mother-to-be,
Is to do as told by the birth constabulary,
Indoctrinated into the medical birth model,
Where the doctors mollycoddle,
No options given or alluded to, the process is accepted
And when, inevitably, she is ‘saved’, she feels indebted.
But a little conversation can spark something innate,
and a roar begins…and that woman claims her fate,
It is wonderful, whenever this flame sparks.
And onto an Amazing Journey, the woman embarks.
As she learns more that flame grows ever higher
Until it becomes an unstoppable roaring fire!
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