Pregnancy

SCIENCE
FICTION

Oh, man, he writes
Of other worlds,
Black holes
And third dimensions.

Creating parallel
Universe,
New planets’
Uphill ascensions.

No birthing creatures,
Brilliant clones
But don’t know how
To use the phones.

Delivering worlds,
Of his design
Through pens
He moans and groans.

He cannot understand
It all,
Controls with
New inventions.

Jealous of God,
Man chooses to fall
Using best
Of birth preventions.

While next to him
An unseen world,
Unparalled
Dimensions.

A black hole filled
With brilliant life
No artistic licensed
Pretentions.

And so the woman
Holds his arm
To balance on
This earth.

While he is searching
Seas and stars
Simply…
A soul, she births!