Wombman: Universal Truth

What's between my legs offends you

I can see it in your fear

the way you shut us out just proves

you can't face the truth within.

We have the Universe inside us

you see it bleeding out

This crimson river tells you

tales of infinite power.

A cursed thing you've marked it 

although it says aloud,

"Without me lungs would not grant you air to come in and out."

Red ribbons drip about me 

when it flows I dance

The Universe has chosen me to create life beneath my flesh.

Without me generations would fall,

there is no past nor present.

The future is a myth, without me, my exsistance.

You see that in the red

that's why you jump, deny with fear.

That I am your creator,

I am your creator, dear. 


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