How It Is Poem by shimon weinroth
How It Is
we are born of woman
from man
hosted by her, we learn
of warmth and security
fostering in us sympathy
identity and empathy
a subject of prefiguration
genes balloon into form and likeness
vain philosophers and theologicians
contend and pretend
they have some answers
about the source and universe
jealous beings who babble
must know life took place
long before
language was born
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