Each time I ripped

Each time I ripped

by Elizabeth Challinor

The time has come

My vagina said

To talk about these things

Through pleasure, pain and human waste

I gave safe passage to a head

(Repeat again and again)

Each time I ripped, was stitched

It was hard to sit

But I don't wish to complain

Just to plant a seed

So we all demand safe passage

For people in need

Elizabeth Challinor