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The Cure For Forty Death-Dealing Cells

Impotent at birth Impotent at death and only somewhat potent in between Why were you born without your own consent What was the karmic guilt of your first birth and what about those maimed in the mind crippled in the womb eaten by meningitis by herpes by syphillis by aids What are their chances of mending their karma And what about that baby born without a brain How is it to be blamed for not giving its organs to some transplant bank Who cares if you live on If you die who cares and for how long Does one have to care being but ephemeral © T. Wignesan, April 2, 1992 (from the collection: back to background material, 1993)

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