Aint I a Woman - Excerpt

Aint I a Woman, Aint I,

Aint I a Woman,

Don't I bear the burdens of my mother Eve each time I bleed?

I hemorrhage the exact agony of Mary

At the execution of a promising seed,

Even if I haven't received whispers from angels & conceived,

Conceived enlighten in my womb,

It’s a temple where pilgrimages should resume,

Circle my center seven times, kneel down & pray,

Praise my divine ability to carry humanity

Instead scientists try to replicate its mystical ways,

To eliminate the need for women,

As if we human waste,

Cloning of Dolly numbered our days, ..............

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