Abortion Poem by David Adeyemo

Abortion



Just as white cloth would longs for indigo dye
So they are crying daily on the boarder gate
For judgment they are weeping brutally
Oh God! Avenge our murder they plead
Legions of them were congregated
Some are white while some are black
Red, brown, and lots of yellow kids
Those were the victims of abortion
Avenge! Avenge! The masses chorused

Friday, August 26, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: abortion
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