I Do Not Want To Be A

It Is The Same Woman, I Know, For She Is Always Creeping, And Most Women Do Not Creep By Daylight.

One Religion After Another Has Accepted And Perpetuated Man's Original Mistake In Making A Private Servant Of The Mother Of The Race.

I'm Sure I Never Used To Be So Sensitive. I Think It Is Due To This Nervous Condition.

There Was A Time When Patience Ceased To Be A Virtue. It Was Long Ago.

So When The Great Word "mother!" Rang Once More, I Saw At Last Its Meaning And Its Place; Not The Blind Passion Of The Brooding Past, But Mother -- The World's Mother -- Come At Last, To Love As She Had Never Loved Before -- To Feed And Guard And Teach The Human Race.