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Blood on the Ballot

No body wants to hear it, See it, feel it or be near it. Even the picture of an aborted fetus; Where would that reality lead us? But what if we saw it every day? Those horrors our babies must pay… so convenience, lust and greed can survive. Could we watch these babies filleted alive? Or …would we think ourselves as humanely magnificent, If instead, we poisoned them with an abortifacient? Nobody wants to hear it See it feel it or be near it, Even the picture of an aborted little person causes our anxiety to worsen. Oh horrors! The shame of it all! Who put that picture on the wall? Who had the audacity to open that door?!.. to factually show me what I’m voting for! Their blood on my ballot is my voice! Don’t they know it’s a woman’s choice?! Others of us say, “Take that picture down. Be nice. Being nice and kind to all will suffice." But this fall in the privacy of the voting booth, These same nice folks will get real long in the tooth. We will pretend our “choice” ballot doesn’t matter, causing a baby’s blood to splatter…. Then go home and act real nice, After all … won’t that suffice? written by Robert A. Dufresne Sept 2, 2012

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 9/29/2012 11:18:00 PM
awesome write ,,,,, the heart/concise bleeds when it see the aborted pictures,,,,, but does it not feel the same when it see all those homeless/ helpless kids around this globes. I still like this write though,,,,, have a great Sunday Robert ;}
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Date: 9/18/2012 10:22:00 PM
you make the point sharp and so well, deprived of a life, mothers own little hell, the moral it offers pain on to dwell, no matter no matter which side that i sell?
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Date: 9/7/2012 6:31:00 PM
Very painful to read this dear Robert, I'm sure it was to write also. It reminds me that when people get old that euthanasia is being used too. There seems to be no end to the evil men are able to stomach. A sad commentary on what we are. Love, Elizabeth
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Date: 9/7/2012 7:48:00 AM
powerful poem this is Robert, needed to be written though, glad you did.
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Date: 9/4/2012 9:44:00 AM
Strong, grim and courageous poem, Robert, which I agree with 100% - Tim
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Date: 9/4/2012 5:18:00 AM
Strong way of bringing your point across Robert and a new look at what it really means on paper. Hope your week will be a good one :) love Wilma
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Date: 9/2/2012 3:12:00 PM
I agree that this is murder..Sad that we voted it in to be okay..I am glad that I stopped by..Sara
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Date: 9/2/2012 2:55:00 PM
powerful write Robert... ....Joseph
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