The Unwanted

It's a very strange planet.
All over the earth, millions of people having sex
and trying not to have babies.
You hear the weeping of unwanted children,
but do you hear the cries from heaven
of those who long to be born?
What mad farmer tills the soil and plants the seed,
then labors to kill it before it sprouts,
or if it does, rips it from the ground?
Meanwhile in her room over the piazza,
a woman sits among lengthening shadows
gazing into the sunset, wondering
of she will ever be mother?

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