To come from a person
To make it into the world because of them
To have been a part of them
Separate from them
Thrown into the world bemused
born and upside down confused
Looking up to the hospital lights
breathless
To have been piece of that person
The veins of survival to grow
Floating tiny embryo
filling up the body
A reality in the womb
In a small cushioned world protected
Pain not quite a message
Chaos too slow to be detected
The factory of the human body builds us
A garage of creation it is
The vessel´s deep purpose
population service
I came here from one source
It is my mother what a force!
A home, a gateway into the world
From somewhere thick and thin
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