But You Had Other Women To Woo

It finally went down the drain,

leaving me wreathing in pain;

The fruit of the pill was finally borne,

the only part of you within me was now gone;

I would have lived with it all my life,

but alas! you already had a wife.

Wonder why is it always the woman to bear,

the pain, the hurt, the despair;

A man can decide to stay or move on,

the woman however must bravely carry on;

I would have happily carried on too,

but then you had other women to woo.