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In a political world, rights are fought for to a mass extreme; and those we nominate as eagles of the truest heart of American honor, don’t even soar to the skies. They only remain to the grounds keeping the promises we care dearly for, squandered under webbed feet to be trampled upon. And our voices for those who cannot cry out becomes muffled to degrees of never truly being heard.

Is a Duck

IS A DUCK

You say you're a good Christian woman or man, 
But I see the issues on which you stand. 
Looks like a duck! 

You talk of equality, and the right to choose, 
But what if "your" right to life was refused? 
All I see is a power that is being misused. 
Smells like a duck! 

For the betterment of mankind, you say you fight, 
You might make rights lawful, 
but you can't make them right. 
There's something wrong with that kind of insight. 
Sounds like a duck! 

The right to choose clearly begins, 
with the decisions of responsible young women and men. 
Wherein the right to life should be the thing made lawful, 
protecting innocent life from a death sentence that's awful.  
Quacks like a duck! 

Yes there are crimes upon the innocent befallen girl,
giving reason for an exception in this ravishing world.
But should humanity be treated like a bad bacteria, 
killing millions of our unborn in a mass hysteria? 

The real plague is the compromising of right for wrong,  
Those that don't like America, in America don't belong.
It doesn't take a rocket scientist to see, 
that what looks and smells like a duck to me,
is a duck!

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