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A Dirty Basement Room

A Dirty Basement Room In a dirty basement room a baby cries Weakened mother was defiled Forced my law to birth a child Upon a dirty pillow she lies In a dirty room the mother dies Mother and son soon reconciled Victims of government gone wild A time to live a time to die Angry rapist walks streets free Will they listen to her plea? In a dirty basement room a baby cries Angry rapist runs streets free In a dirty basement room mother dies Will they listen to her plea?

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  1. Date: 10/1/2012 1:49:00 PM

    A very good poem Linda ! - oxox love Anne-Lise :)

  1. Date: 9/29/2012 11:43:00 AM

    An extremely powerful write dear Linda! Very timely... love and hugs, Jack xox

  1. Date: 9/27/2012 7:16:00 AM

    this is powerful Linda, a awesome poem on how it is, grim reading but needed to be written...

  1. Date: 9/27/2012 12:01:00 AM

    When politics and religion are brewed together you get what we have, a government that dictates what what one can do with their own body. Good timely write.