 I take comfort in my mother's womb, it's my shelter. I take comfort in my mother's womb, it's my shelter. Then I hear a loud banging my mother's screams. Suddenly I swelter. I shake and tremor, my shelter shakes with smoke my surroundings fill. The protective water around me lessens and starts to spill. I hear a thud and cracking of my mother's rib. I hear a thud and cracking of my mother's rib. I feel a nail into my developing body. It starts to dig. My mother screams and she says my name. My dear son, can you hear me, my son Mohsen? My small strength has all but gone. My heart that beats stops its ticks. When it halts as I feel a thump. Whoa, that's when my mother's womb transgresses start to kick. Whoa, that's when my mother's womb transgresses start to kick. Salawat ala muhammad.