The living unborn

by lisa marie   Mar 30, 2006


Tomorrow three thousand
bodies will part from a soul
confined in the hands of society
people of the world continue to console
in the corrupted act of destroying life

and she has green eyes
that displays the arrogance she beholds
five weeks and he hears the world
he sees the womb in which he lives
then,
one last breathe
and the rest of the world
dies within his mind

life begins at conception
an unborn child is human being

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  • 10 years ago

    by Burning Angel

    I do not think that you need to fix anything. this poem is really good and catchy. I think i may have interpreted it differently than others might, but basically, i seen a person who was young, then as they get older, they start to see the disgust and hatred of the world. so they kind of just want to shut them selves away from it. I love it!

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