The Holy Mother    To be borne rare in human   And that too be a woman   No being is borne without mother   No raise without worshipping her   Motherhood is extremely sacred   In the universe nothing can be replaced   Without her population is rare   She alone knows whose heir we’re   She’s the first teacher, guide and philosopher   she bears in her womb and makes us to live safer   but we forget her love and affection   and run behind lovers due to charmful attraction   Ineluctable mothers never live long   Since they weren’t borne for wrong   Chaste women never prefer corrupt   Because their heir may adopt abrupt   Few barrens pay for calling mother   Adulaters avail this fine weather   Foster mothers aspire falsely to rise   Avenging to erase human race   Cloning mothers too can be had   Having no mercy would be sad   A foster mother may be wife of our father   For our survival we call her mother   We can not call any woman, mother   But we call, Theresa’s our holy mother   But tru...