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THE CLAIM OF MATERNAL NATURE

Updated: Jun 21, 2021



The dawn announces a new day, clears my mind, heavy, full of

insomnia, of pain… my insides hurt, sharp and inexpressive pain that

marks the boundary between life and death, or the oppression,

undefined, abusive of my being… I feel pain in my being, the same as

that of the others… so sharp, so deep, that overwhelms the thought

anguished by pain, by the pain of the others in which I perceive even

the god himself…


I feel pain in the motherhood that the nature has bequeathed to me…


That makes me responsible for humanity, that I cling to it for the

centuries of the centuries to offspring, to subsistence, in this injured

world, undermined by the human against humanity… the wars, the

hunger, the ambition for the power weaken more and more my belly

and original faculty, pure and healthy to gestate, wounding of death

the battered feat and heir of my pain, of the genetic disorder, of my

grief, of my anguish…


I want to be, I must be, I owe God and humanity the reason of being,

its origin, its evolution, even the nature death that I leave inheritance

in the delicate balance of my nature… this maternal instinct, which

comforts me, revives my breath and fills me with strength to fight,

values that awaquen the right and duty acquired since the sixth day

of creation … right and duty impregnated with instincts that embrace

and direct the love for life, for subsistence, for peace, for freedom,

for humanism, for humanity…




AUTHOR: Nellys Garcia.

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