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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Hi there new born baby, welcome to your life, Off to work tomorrow, mother’s got no choice, Your at the teats, sister’s slung around her back, Ten hours in the field, gathering god knows what, She’s pregnant again, another one’s in the pot. Oh I forgot to mention, this is the Third world, Don’t get too comfortable, for time quickly unfurls, Nine more months, your turn, on mums bony spine, Dad’s missing, buried alive in a government mine, Troops rounded up our men, like goats and wild swine. Yeah sure is tough! gone beyond the point of caring, At least you have a hut, three orphan families sharing, Just get on with life, what our indifferent elders say, Next week compulsory overtime, with no extra pay, Animals have it better, for in the shade they lay. Billions on this earth, living hand to mouth, So what’s the problem, plenty to go about, All our excess wasted, casually dumped back out, Its human nature, we want more than the rest, Yes! some give to charity, never sorts out the mess. “There go I, but for the grace of God” What! Conscientious absolution, does not mean a jot, Actual interpretation “Rather You Than Me,” Better to say nothing at all, sanctimonious piety. Population explosion, has them on the brink, Free contraception, go a long way I think, Education for all, definitely the missing link, Without abject poverty, can be no mega-wealth, Worked socks off for mine, (Hundred Billion To Myself,) Baby’s mother toils harder, instinctively killing herself. All together now! #Oh what a beautiful morning, Wake up smell the coffee beans today, She picked them, spine’s lost all feeling, Everything’s going my way.# It’s a mess, goddamn mess, Dirty filthy mess! It’s a lie, Goddamn lie, Dirty filthy lie! Your not real, This is vile, In denial! Don’t exist, Stop crying, Keep lying! Just Die Baby Boy!. By David kavanagh.
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