That first breath
Sudden flutter
Body spasms
Cries shudder
Just responding
To the the world
Oh why out here
Is it so cold
For some of us
Our births were fine
Others though
Were out of line
To a mother
Who is loving
Little babies
Most becoming
For some beings
Who weren’t planned
From the start
They are damned
Who are these people
Making love
Little babies
They don’t think of?
If it happens
You can choose
But in the end
You both lose
If life to you
Is so sacred
Who are you
Stop the hatred
When you admit
It is satirical
Your birth alone
Is a miracle
All the words
In the first years
Are the thoughts
Repeat for years
In all the progress
And development
Who raises you
Is your incumbent
Who does teach you
Should want more
Than what was handed
From before
A hundred years
A million fools
People are forced
With many rules
What do we know
And what we’re told
But do we speak
And act so bold
That fear rejection
Denies much truth
To every parent
We want proof
When they don’t know
And refuse you
They manufacture
Ignorance too
And so repeating
It continues
Closed minds of leaders
Ignore these clues
The little hearts
That beat in you
Mother’s arms
Hold like glue
Fathers fear
And want obeying
No child of theirs
Shall stop praying
But in the midst
Of broken ordinance
Nothing goes
To accordance
When laws stay put
And do not change
Equivocal?
The mind’s exchange
The little babes
That leave their nest
Arrest the world
With eagerness
Until that time
On that one day
The laws of old
Will kill their way
For who you are
And where you’re from
Will determine
What is done
In this world
They want authentic
Then ridicule
When you announce it
When you speak truth
It fires with power
And greedy people
Want more each hour
Out of the mouths
Of innocents
Words outlive
From deaths moments
Minor crimes
Misdemeanours
The one who kills
Is the meaner
Let’s be real
Promote domestic?
I find this rather
Just pathetic
When it’s unjust
It takes a movement
So many laws
Need improvement
This is why
It’s happening
When after learning
You don’t do a thing
I question freedom
Look at the rules
Am I but one
Of many fools?
That heartbeat
That pumps in you
At some point
You must grow into
When you were born
You were told too
But as you die
You ask what did you do
#PaulaG
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