On Being Declared Null & Void
Where have all the babies gone?
Aborted 50 million or more of them
Abortifaciented another 200 mill
Where are the doctors?
Where are the scientists?
Where are the teachers?
Where are the bridge builders?
Where are the caregivers?
Where are the missionaries?
Seven black robed hoods
Seven Kowardly Klansmen of the Kourt
January Twenty Two, Nineteen Hundred Seventy Three.
“Choice” is a blight, a scar, a blur
Extinguished lights
No chance to shine or star or cure
Free will does not mean to freedom to kill
That can’t be God’s will
When, oh when, will we get our fill?
Right to die or Right to live
If you decide to have a kid
You will be glad you did.
Right to die or Right to Live
If you decide to terminate
You will hide and ruminate.
