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...