This is not Sci-Fi. I imagined a story around the "artificial womb" that already exists. So this may be the future for us.

"When a rounded belly becomes a crime".

It's past midnight,
samples of uterine tissue
regenerate in a quiet laboratory.
Meanwhile, the Earth has turned into a desert.



Dressed in grey,
a woman walks in the cold.
She just stepped out of the labyrinth
of chemical reality
and is finally free to think for herself.

She woke up to see
how equality has been slowly changed
into loss of identity,
for both women and men.

Like many others,
she has faced rejection,
since the world began
a fall from grace, a race
towards dehumanization.

Now, she almost runs,
having committed a sin, a crime.
Her rounded fruitlike belly,
an ancient symbol of love and warmth,
now only attracts thunders of hate.

Seen as ridiculously human,
as dead as a dinosaur,
she can only hide from a world
where females are kept underweight
and unable to bear a child.

Reproduction is now production,
"for the sake of equality and safety",
so that chemically sterilized women
can keep working their lives away.



There is a spectral ray of light.
Carefully monitored by snakelike machines,
and surrounded by thick glass,
the engineered womb successfully attracted
the helpless embryo,
now attached and ready to grow.

A mother's heartbeat,
her loving voice, her comforting breath,
her heavy breasts and unconditional love
are now obsolete.


WELCOME THE END OF HUMANITY,
BOW BEFORE THE MACHINE.