Pro-birth
I didn’t ask to be born, so why bring me here?
You hate that I’m sick, want me to disappear.
You can’t give me life, then insist on my death.
Why wasn’t I aborted, if you resent every breath?
You’re the party that’s pro-life, yet I fear suffocation
Of the hope I used to have as you wreck this whole nation.
If you want it all for you, to keep the money and not share.
Then stop making women breed and leaving babies without care.
When the population grows, there will be the sick and poor.
We’ve all worked so hard, but you were given more.
People can’t just exist to boost your ego and your wealth.
There’s struggles, that’s life. We’re not bad people, it’s bad health.
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All Poems On This Site © E.B. Black
You hate that I’m sick, want me to disappear.
You can’t give me life, then insist on my death.
Why wasn’t I aborted, if you resent every breath?
You’re the party that’s pro-life, yet I fear suffocation
Of the hope I used to have as you wreck this whole nation.
If you want it all for you, to keep the money and not share.
Then stop making women breed and leaving babies without care.
When the population grows, there will be the sick and poor.
We’ve all worked so hard, but you were given more.
People can’t just exist to boost your ego and your wealth.
There’s struggles, that’s life. We’re not bad people, it’s bad health.
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All Poems On This Site © E.B. Black