Abortion
Because life is precious
And slipping from our grasp...
The cold-hearted abortionist
Rips the little baby from the womb
Torn human flesh
Discarded in a pool of blood
The death knell of our doom.
W.A CHOLT. Copyright Fergal O Reilly 2018.
Copyright © W.A. Cholt | Year Posted 2018
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