The living organism is here
The marvel has arrived
Today, it was formed
It was molded in pain and disgrace
It wasn't the best thing in the world
It was forced to come here
Or no one was ready for it
Thus, what will its procreator do?
What will humans do to it?
How will they judge its existence?
Kill it , the humans say
For it came to the world before the appropriate time
Kill it, humans insist
For it was a result of rape
But here is it and it is already alive
Waiting for the time to be born
Saying:"I want to be born"
However, its procreator objected
The mother decided to eradicate it
For she couldn't afford to take care of it
Or it was a result of a mistake
One night, while it was sleeping
It was resting silently
The mother brought the abomination
And the abomination induced pain to it
It suffered a lot and die in torment
It never made it to the human world
It paid the price for our own mistake
We let it be the one to pay for our evil deeds
We let it be the last victim of our pride
But justice will be served
The entity will come back for you in the day of judgment
You shall be judged by it if you do not repent.
The marvel has arrived
Today, it was formed
It was molded in pain and disgrace
It wasn't the best thing in the world
It was forced to come here
Or no one was ready for it
Thus, what will its procreator do?
What will humans do to it?
How will they judge its existence?
Kill it , the humans say
For it came to the world before the appropriate time
Kill it, humans insist
For it was a result of rape
But here is it and it is already alive
Waiting for the time to be born
Saying:"I want to be born"
However, its procreator objected
The mother decided to eradicate it
For she couldn't afford to take care of it
Or it was a result of a mistake
One night, while it was sleeping
It was resting silently
The mother brought the abomination
And the abomination induced pain to it
It suffered a lot and die in torment
It never made it to the human world
It paid the price for our own mistake
We let it be the one to pay for our evil deeds
We let it be the last victim of our pride
But justice will be served
The entity will come back for you in the day of judgment
You shall be judged by it if you do not repent.
BY JOHN MAYER CHARMANT,
(THIS POEM MUST NOT BE REPUBLISHED UNDER ANY OTHER SIGNATURE BESIDES THE AUTHOR’S SIGNATURE STATED HEREIN.)
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