John Beam Poet Free verse

Rhetorical Lies

They still try to hide with in caves                                                                              
stirring caldrons brew in black dresses                                                                       
elixir to cure from those they doomed           			                  
awful concoction cut from mothers womb                                                                           
call it budding little one ground into a magical life powder                                              
They still try hide to hide with in shiny walls paved                                                         
spinning centrifuge distilling formula in white smocks                                                     
medications to heal from those they expired aborted from a womans uterus               
nomenclature nascent fetal cells manipulated into genetic enhancing compound               
It is all in how you look at it what then are you looking at                                               
You make it sound so terrible so what do you hear			                 
Could you rephrase that I just did                                                                                 
Repent while it still today                                               	                                
They still try to hide behind                        
                                                                                                                                    
                         inspired to finish after reading the poem little feet by  Robert A. Dufresne

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Robert A. Dufresne February 20, 2010 at 5:12 PM John, I never even thought of that aspect of it Still the witches concoction brews in modern sterilized rooms. And because it is done in modern rooms...ergo modern is medical and good and all that. Very interesting point. Not too many people have the courage to talk about this you know. It is just not popular to go against the well traveled road...but maybe you know that already. God bless you for this insightful poem. Robert