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Circumstance

Circumstance comes with chalk
Scribbles message so glorious
On each baby’s back
In the maternity ward
The homeless shadow pens;
‘Born to be unborn
That this world
May have space’

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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Date: 12/1/2020 6:08:00 PM
Depressing poem...god makes space for all. Humankind makes space for nothing. Killing the unborn is considered kindness. Even dogs and cats are put in shelters, Humans? No, we kill them. Accurate description of the world... Thanks Panagiota
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