Survival of the fittest.The urge to procreate.To make little clones and mold them into what you wanted to be or what you have accomplished.To fill an empty sad void.To be dominant.Now you can smile.Be so proud.Possibly not be lonely in old feeble dirt.To fill gender roles,a dominant provider or a caring nurturer.Don’t dare step out of line.YOU WOULDN’T WANT TO LET THEM DOWN,WOULD YOU?