e were first aliens,
in mothers' smitten-nests.
We were initially,
to women's fallopian tubes.
Millions of us escaped
from the beleaguered world
of men through climax.
It was first survival of the
fittest during coitus to safety.
As we swim across the ocean
of solitude, the strong trample
on the weak to berge-in their wombs.
Women allow their cervix and vulva
as roads, through which we travel,
to seek refuge from man's
pungent emissions and iniquities!
Women defy all odds,
They brook the political rants;
They fight and struggle
with maternal weapons.
And take us as maternal refugees
from the horny of men.
Men are terrors in their schisms,
with much audacity to pound
and inflict sweet anguish on women.
Men are enfant terrible,
in their innocuous cocoons.
Men are camps and scavengers of love.
Women are clement and idols.
They are forbearers,
and messengers of peace,
and endurance to humanity.
Salutations and love to our women..!!!