The breast is like a god
That we hold so much
As if bypass our minds
In its matchless force

Its the mightiest milk
To which great men lived
Its emotionally attached
In its endless seals

The breast is that union
Between men of earth
It can charm so many
In its dirgeless songs

Its not scorned in the aged
But in the youth who is
And its emotionally displayed
In its fearless bait

I did love the breast
That can give me milk
But not like the breast
In its worthless self .