Diane Lefebvre Poet Rhyme

Frankenbaby

Man has ventured to very great lengths 
To replace his own will for God’s. 
Unspeakable acts such as terror and drugs,
Not to mention his long bloody wars.

He's now even dabbled in cloning  
And has made a few sheep and some cows.
The ultimate goal . . so to equal the Lord:
Build a human baby now.

Mankind may someday achieve this.  
They might even make it seem whole.
But please Mr. Fool, explain to us all;
How will you give it a soul?

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Hannington Mumo April 27, 2015 at 7:38 AM Your poems are are unputdownably orgasmic. You have an easy way with words. 7+++! Diane Lefebvre April 27, 2015 at 10:52 PM Once again, Hannington , Thank you. I am not sure I deserve that much praise, but I will accept it and you my friend have a very nice first name. Different and distinguished!

Jan Allison April 26, 2015 at 4:54 PM Gosh that is one question I bet they have never thought to be able to answer - wise words indeed Diane - a 7 from me:-) Hugs Jan xx Diane Lefebvre April 26, 2015 at 6:43 PM Hello Jan, Thank you for responding to Frankenbaby. I realize it is sort of a strange little piece, but being a believer, I can not get past the 'soul' thing . . or lack of it. I guess the type of folks who labor at that sort of endeavor are probably not big on souls, but rather just the science.