Fantasy Poetry posted June 16, 2019


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A Voice For The Unborn.

Ready for the fiery pit

by poetwatch

The world is with Chaos,

As evil smiles with your desires.

Another one for the under side of town.

Shall we dance once more

On hallowed ground, my dear,

And sway to the sin of sacrilege?

Your lips and hips move to the music;

Your holy vassal is split open,

The seed is sowed and it strives to survive.

Nothing to worry about, there's darkness

Walking within your soul.

                 Take out the knife and slice that life away

It's the gloom in you anyway,

An unborn child

Ready for the fiery pit.

But wait! What if…

Mom did that to you?

Your dreams, your hopes, your desires

Would not be. Your unborn child, a thought

Twitching in the wind,

Waiting on a mother's love.

Yet, you do not see

You're blind as a bat off the ground.

Abort the subject and die by the chair.

Killing is killing; murder is murder..

Burn, baby, burn!

If you don't believe what I say,

Ask those on Death Row.





I know that everyone walks on tulips. No one wants to say a thing. Yet, while your voice is silent another child is no more. Is killing a life not punishable by jail? Is murder a crime to be forgiven? If so, than every person that kills should be given a metal cause it's one less life we have to feed. Let your conscious be your guide. No one is perfect, but murder is murder.
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