If Men Could have babies

If you could have our child,
as a woman

I would
hold your hand
in labour when you
man spread all across the
hopsital bed,
your hairy legs caught in
the metal traps of
pain,

I would hold your hand,
when I heard your cries
again and again,
with tears in your eyes

but to my own uterus I hold disdain,
why do I have to be the one in pain?