Saline Babies

                       babies
                  aborted babies 
             couldn't breathe either
        writhing about in saline seas   
       but not a peep from anybody
          no riots-no burning cities
no angry mobs stomping (P.A.) avenue
    dead babies never make for good news
               no viewers-no ad revenue
                     dicing babies 
         harvesting body parts for profit  
                   is dirty business 
    even for dirt bag clinics and politicians
    millions of dead babies without graves
               never given a name
   not a peep from the drones or their royalty
      peep-less in the chop city of Sea(battle) 
           peep-less in the big rotten apple
               peep-less in Cali(horn)ia
                     no civil rights
                       for babies
                  millions of babies
                    saline babies
                   I can't breathe
                        babies
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June 18, 2020 at 8:05 PM
Excellent. Superb point. Abortion clinics don't even get burned down anymore... Scenes from 'The Giver' (by Lois Lowry) and 'Anthem' (Ayn Rand) just commonplace, humdrum. After all, Roe vs. Wade is 'established law.' ~ Humbugger
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