The Greatest Womb

We are still fetuses
we remain attached to the placenta
by a date of birth or death
by a scream, declares or denies the crime
we are still like two sides of the equation
not before and not after
the transition has an authority bigger than us
between a cradle and a grave
are we born and grow up,really?
are we dying and be buried,really?
do we make the truth as we want?
breathless from darkness to darkness
to add an answer or solve an issue
between smaller and larger
we ask for deferred desires
and i am confused of two mothers
they did not give birth to me
i pray and say, oh my Lord
(THE) yesterday is tomorrow
and the present is maybe
the answer masked by groan
oh mother earth...
aren't you a womb embraces a womb?
like the calling of the blood to blood
will the birth remain a dream?
oh the Greatest Womb....i call you:
why patience and waiting
the clay still hurts
so is there a response or an explosion?