My womanhood,
Of the usual symtoms of my menstrual pains and miscarriages!
But i will give you children in time of need.
Vanishing black beauty,
And of the assurance of things to come;
But i will do my best to make love to you.
My womanhood,
It was originally meant for you;
And to overcome these symtoms amd to love you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem