The Born Child

R Randy McClave Randy McClave
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I have never heard an unborn child cry I have never heard them let out a sigh, Many times I have seen children who were scared and cried Before they were shot, before they died. Many scream for protection for the unborn child Though they don't scream for the children executed and defiled, Even though many children from molestation were shaped When their mother's were savagely threatened and raped. Preteen girls must carry the evil seed and then give birth Along with raped mothers, sisters, wives and daughters for their worth, And for 9 long months the mother must carry the child within them Because of the desire and the lust and the hate of a rapists whim. Many say abortion doctors should all be jailed and executed Never should they be praised or thanked or ever saluted, And the ones who are killing children with guns and rifles They are being praised as NRA and freedom disciples. I have never heard or seen an unborn child whimper But, I have heard and seen a child cry from a parents violent temper, I have seen people scream to stop abortions of an unborn as a whole But, I never heard them scream to save any child by gun control. Randy L. McClave

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