Women are developers, envelopers and multipliers in the scheme of life
Where their role though misunderstood and unrecognized plays the fife
Whose tune dictates the rhythm of life without which women's vital
Role wouldn't have seen the light of day in part or in total
For how do minuscule gametes like tadpoles swim without direction
Or cogent instruction on their perilous destination without the action
Of essential complementary gametes which only women have been producing
Unstintingly since the dawn of human sexual reproduction introduced
Any gestation metabolism at all unless women, developers and possessors
Of wombs and intricate combination of interactive hormone fertilizers
Undertake the arduous and tortuous flask task to nurture in the womb
The riddle of feeble zygotes into fully fledged foetuses which women grow in the precision room
Where women supply protein, carbohydrate, lipid and oxygen in the right dose
At the right time, pressure and temperature and evacuate carbon dioxide for God to dispose.
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