unrhymed tercets i say it how my soul sees it in twelve lines
Provide terminations to everyone that has a choice some choose not to kill and stay involved in saving human life rather than devalue An unborn child to begin with in the womb of all places a mother holds keys where value is held by some within this role During fasting on bread and water a bit of butter became the treat how little worth has a poor human soul When so much value is put on the butter nothing can cover up the truth before judgement day alive is the spirit that sees through the lies
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