The Mother of Virtues - Pyrrhon

The first time it was an accident

We cursed ourselves for months

But its liquid eyes and little fists

Smothered our principled objections

We were doing what our bodies told us

We were vassals to our lust

It got easier every time

We were praised and congratulated

Fecundity is the mother of virtues

We didn’t feel bad about it anymore

We were doing what our bodies told us

We were vassals to our lust

We did it again and again

The spirit is willing

And oh, how the flesh is willing

We’ll thrust ourselves into the future

Again and again and again

And the birthing cries will bury

The echoes of the old koan:

Limitless flesh, limited means

It is right and good to drown the earth in seed

It’s what we were put here to do

And by God if we aren’t good at it

O, rejoice!

For soon the world will burst with wombs

The sun will claw for the trees in vain

And an ocean of bones will creak below