I am a mere glossy rubber
Smeared with lubricants.
People recourse to me
To render their hungry
Haste futile,
And tireless ocean
Of the 'other' dipped out.
Nymphos often resort to me,
Promiscuous men as well.
I am a short-lived creature,
Meager disposable substance.
To many religions,
I am a taboo,
Because their practitioners
Beget like mushrooms,
And to others ambivalent.
Chinese embrace me
Like anything else!
I am the part and parcel
Of their bedtime.
There rule is my raison d'etre!
Irish people too
Offered a warm welcome to me,
Since the Anti-Abortion Act
Crept into their nation.
I am one of the most wanted
Commodities in the market.
I am proud that I could
Curb the population.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem