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You see the people on welfare,
and wonder what’s keeping them there,
the hand-outs breed dependency,
why work if you get it for free?
But those hand-outs don’t get you far,
don’t buy a house, or a new car,
don’t teach you how you can be more,
escape from poverty deployed,
just keeps you there, in misery,
your whole life doomed to penury,
no chance to rise, to strive, to win,
just a pittance and future grim,
they won’t tell you work hard, don’t quit,
in fact they lie, scream, “That’s’ racist!”
Their power comes from you in strife,
these people sure are anti-life.

You see the kids from broken homes,
how many on the streets do roam,
seeking guidance they never knew,
not learning things we all have to.
Their life at risk from many things,
mental ills, crime, imprisoning,
and their poor mothers, stressed and lost,
not father there to bear the cost,
and you they’ll say,”The mothers brave,’
We have to embrace different ways!”
They’ll make shows that encourage it,
with no care that it makes life sh-t,
that these children will start behind,
live their days with a tortured mind,
they’ll wave that all away as trite,
these bastards sure are anti-life.

You see them calling for our guns,
to see our very rights undone,
claim that it’s done for ‘our own good,’
a simple truth not understand,
That evil always finds a way,
if we’re unarmed, then it holds sway,
be it armed thugs, or government,
they’ll bleed you until you are spent.
No ideal of philosophy
stops the wolves when they want to feed,
and feed the will, until they sate
their endless reservoir of hate…
These types are kept at bay by fear,
and always will their like be near,
so those who would take our defense
are really seeking out our end,
in gulags, or in streets run rife,
these as-holes sure are anti-life...

CONCLUDES IN PART II.
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