Pro-choice blog wants you to submit your best abortion haiku
Because our readers have been SO great lately, keeping up with us and showering us with love and lots of comments, I’m thinking we need to show our appreciation.
Without you we couldn’t maintain this blog (well, we probably still would, but it would be much less fun and dynamic), and we’re so grateful for your continued support. Hell, we even get our ideas from you!
So, the reader who submits the best abortion haiku will have it featured here as an Abortioneers post!
~ Anti-Anti inviting readers to submit abortion haikus for posting, Abortioneers, December 14
Dec.19, 2011 6:00 am |
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Jill Stanek is a nurse turned speaker, columnist and blogger, a national figure in the effort to protect both preborn and postborn innocent human life.
Scraping fetal parts
As a clinic employee
Fills me with much glee.
My body, my choice
Yet the baby has no voice.
Justice? I think not.
Dr. Kermit Gosnell
Ran Philly’s chop shop from hell.
Isn’t that just swell?
I could be at this all day.
Hey! Planed Parenthood
Got some funding cut for good.
2012. Can’t. Wait.
One day Lila Rose
Filmed undercover footage
Of pro-pedophiles.
I’m not twitter-savvy, but maybe there should be an #abortionhaiku hashtag.
Pro-lifers are just creative like that.
Sophia’s just mad
That Tebow’s hot and pro-life.
Go, Tebow, go bro!
The beginning of the blog post is as follows:
“Abortion clinics
Are great because they’re awesome
They do abortions
OK, so I’m no Pablo Neruda. I may not even be Dr. Seuss. But I love abortion, so I express it through the majesty of haiku!”
Sick.
Awesome carder! Too bad you can’t post those poems at Abortioneers. But that wouldn’t be “a safe space” for those that “love abortion” so they won’t allow them to be posted. Boo Hoo.
I’ve bookmarked that article and will refer to it whenever I see someone comment that “pro-choicers don’t like abortion” blah blah blah. Um, “but I love abortion”. Never thought I’d read those words. I guess if abortion is what pays your bills, you love it.
A hypotenuse
Is on the opposite side
Of the right angle
The baby is gone
Now I can get my degree
I can’t stop crying.
Liberation, yes.
Bloody bodies in buckets.
I want my mommy.
EH: YOURS ROCKS!
She grows, lives, laughs
I see her, know she’s happy
Wait…that’s adoption
She grows, lives, laughs, loves
I see her, know she’s happy
Wait…that’s adoption
The rules of Haiku please and I will give it a go. :)
5 syllables
7 syllables
5 syllables
Murder is murder
In the womb or in the streets
Abortion is wrong
I chose
My body My choice
Desperation
I sell abortions.
Desperate young women come,
And I kill their kids.
unwanted fetus
it are oh so cute
with tire tracks
just a bunch of cells
i bought the lies that hurt me
and killed my baby
You will not publish:
“Silence my voice before birth
my death is your mirth.”
What will they think up next? These idiots never cease to amaze me.
Jill, is it possible for a pro-lifer to click “likes” on a poem about abortion?
so simple and quick
yet I grieve for years and years
abortion hurt me
Abort or get out
They said. It’s off with your head.
That’s no choice for me.
Pro-aborts say choice to you.
No choice allowed on D-day.
War on innocence.
I love the way we’ve answered the pro-aborts with pro-life haiku. We are very creative too.
Pro-aborts suck more dirt.
Than any baby ever thought to.
Impose death on all.
Ashes to ashes,
Dust to dust. Is God really
for the Patriots?
That last haiku I did, it’s the pro-aborts imposing death on all, NOT me calling for all pro-aborts to have death imposed on them. After reading me last haiku, I realized I didn’t make it crystal clear who was imposing death, and who the “all” were Thought I better make that clear. Pro-aborts are masters at twisting things around, and pretending pro-life people are advocating violence, instead of protesting the violence of the pro-aborts.
Death comes to the small
With a vacuum cleaner sound
And silent screaming.
My body my choice
My baby has a penis
So he is not me.
Not being of the football persuasion, Doug, I really couldn’t tell you.
Not being of the
football persuasion, Doug, I
just couldn’t tell you.
(There you go, Carder.) ;)
Ultrasounds show the
beauty and humanity
of the unborn child
Abortionists take that
beauty and humanity
and throw it away
These are awesome! Posting on Twitter with #abortionhaiku hashtag!
I wish she asked me
about my choice. I had this
one:my beating heart.
There’s another choice
Birth control, adoption, love
There are many more
Killing babies: if
we used stones instead of drugs,
needles,knives. Better?
So how many of us are counting the syllables with our fingers making sure we got the 5-7-5 thing going?
Doug: hardee-har-har.
@carder:
We all use our hands
To get our syllables right
When writing haiku. ;P
I’m using my fingers. My coworkers want to know what the heck I’m up to.
Baby handicapped
Imperfections make demands
Destroy the baby
If he says abort
He doesn’t really love you
But the baby will
In response to one of the Abortioneer’s fan club members who supports animal rescue:
Save all the kitties
Ebony Mullien says
But off your children
Richards in Panic
Sanger’s Negro Project dies
Before Richards’ eyes
Please, gimme shelter.
Mommy, I don’t want to die!
Please let me live here.
Lost in the debate
Over women’s right to choose
Three things: Faith Hope Love
Stop the U.S. war
On boy and girl fetuses
Abortion is war
Must not let moms see
Ultrasound technology
See- Loss of profits
June comes every year
When my girl would have been born
I still look for her
Friends know I’m not fine
But say abortion is right
How can they pretend
Women carry grief
Never get to hold the child
Abortion destroys
you guys are awesome poets!!!!
We love the sex most
but when we see the double lines
why must we kill you?
Sharp Curettes
And cold collection jars
Your only embrace
Just a bunch of haiku artists, aren’t we?
Women you have choice
Ignore the clamouring noise
And keep yourselves free
No matter my folly,
my daughter should have had rights,
even in the womb
Had I aborted,
my daughter is one woman
never to be free
“choice” equals killing
it would have killed my daughter
killing makes us free?
My name is Cecile
The facts are getting out now
I don’t believe me.
My salary is low
All this above my pay grade
Keeping track of lies
My convictions fail
Before so many pressures
Hard to smile at all
Abortion kills girls
how is that liberating?
Think about China
let’s honor killing
and write some haikus for it
we’re proud children die
the first one should’ve read:
“No matter my life,
my daughter should’ve had rights
even in the womb”
Whups!
I am never free
I destroy life every time
But you call me choice
You call me a Right
Then don’t finish the sentence
A right to do what?
I kill another
Smaller and weaker than you
I am abortion
incinerated
medical waste; tissue lumps
dehumanizing
A free edit–
Women you have choice
Ignore the clamoring noise
And the ultrasound
That’s a little more real…
Okay Reality…
Women, you have choice
Ignore your hurting conscience
a lifetime of pain
Those with no free mind
Seek lives of women to bind
With restricting chains
“Those with no free mind”?
Abortionists free the brains
of kids from their heads.
We’re mostly women
who fight this fight for daughters
so they can be born
Some minds are so free
their brains fell out of their heads
they forgot science
Restricting others
so they cannot kill freely
should always be done
Freedom for women
From the dictates of others
You belong to you
This is my body
I choose when to procreate
Stay out of my life
Freedom for women
except the ones in buckets
they’re sold for research
Death ideas need
Desperate Euphemism
This Choice means murder
If you are pregnant
there is another’s body
inside yours. Don’t kill.
pregnancy means that
procreation has happened
if you want or not.
If you’ve aborted
it wasn’t YOUR body killed
you took your child’s life
Keeping women free
Doesnt mean killing offspring
In reality
Reality,
We all make that choice
To procreate or to not
Before conception
Women you are strong
You have not done bad or wrong
By living life free
Let me kill my child
Keep your laws off my body
Code for the same thing
To live a free life
you don’t take life from others
Killing means you’re weak.
“Please abort our child!”
That’s what a man said to me.
He wanted free sex.
To live a life free
To kill or rape or maim thee
CRIMINALITY!
Silly prochoicers
Fetuses are not your slaves
You don’t own people
Abortion gives men
the ability to f-
and then kill the kids.
Freedom is not free
When it is bought and paid for
With death of others
Those who would instil
Their beliefs on all the rest
Will never find peace
Those who would instill
Death to those who cannot speak
Will never prevail
My goodness this thread!
I never thought I would see
A haiku debate.
All children wanted
is what the selfish promised
The crime rate is up
This is a human.
This is not a blob of cells.
How did this happen?
Choice is a great way
Of forcing beliefs on others
Too small to fight back
Let’s celebrate Choice
Then we can avoid facing
Who dies for this Choice
Having someone else pay
For our mistakes is just fine
No one can hear them
When people object
We shout 70’s mantras
And ignore science
If we’re loud enough
We might not have to listen
To victims of Choice
Some break ranks with us
And say Abortion hurt them
They must be lying
Abortion is good
It has made me so happy
That’s what I tell them
In the quiet times
I drown my fear and questions
However I can
Sometimes I dream of
Living free and openly
Someone to help me
Awesome, Mary Ann!
Can I spread it all around?
It tugs at heartstrings
Some choose to have sex.
The result might be a child.
The child should not die.
Women do no wrong
men can do a lot wrong though
pro-choice makes no sense.
My sons are alive
I want more than dead children
Pro-life offers that.
Women in crisis
need help not an abortion
abortion is mean
A democracy
Means people living life free
From interference
5 judges were men
no popular vote was made
death is not freedom
Abortion is here
Because it sets people free
Be glad you can choose
Carla’s breaks my heart.
God bless you girl.
@Reality
Free to kill your child?
Yes, free to commit evil,
or good – judgment comes.
Abortion is here.
It binds women in sin’s chains,
depression and guilt.
A democracy
Means all people living free
Fetuses count too
In reality
Abortion takes life away
Killing isn’t free
Abortion is here
It enslaved my friends in grief
The freedom was a lie
I think I am addicted to haikus! And I am enjoying this haiku throwdown.
Ignorance is bliss.
Claiming free, but really bound,
blind eyes that can’t see.
Boastful child killers,
Hands covered with precious blood,
>eternal torment
“You’re free in nine months”–
Birth is all that matters, no
willful submission.
Invoke human rights
to mean more than sheer living,
life as a vessel.
Bizarre classist rage,
it’s so selfish to say this
is not my future.
Abortion contract:
“natural” sex can lead to
flushed-out embryos.
Hey Sidney M,
Long time no talk. Been super busy with church and business start-ups. Hope all is well with you and yours.
Mary, your vision
of democracy would have
made Kim Jong-il proud
Hi Ed. Thank you! Nice to “see” you too!
Blind faith enslaves you
In unreal torment and guilt
Reason brings freedom
Abortion is one
method satan uses to
deceive the masses
alienating
them from God’s Love and Mercy.
Unless they repent,
they will lose their souls,
and suffer tremendously,
forever after.
And Jesus cries ’cause
He paid the price so no one
would have to perish.
Yet He honors their
will. If they choose to sin and
commit evil, they will
die and be cut off
from the Life of God for all
eternity. TURN
FROM YOUR SIN AND BE
SAVED, SET FREE, MEET THE LOVER
OF YOUR SOUL, JESUS
One day you will know
Reality, of the One,
Who died just for you.
I pray it is soon,
before you die and face Him
as Judge, Holy, Just.
I pray you meet Him
as Savior, Lover and Friend
You don’t know true life.
You are dead without
realizing it. True Life,
Abundant Life is
Found in knowing the
One Who died for you so that
You wouldn’t perish.
But God is pro choice.
You are totally free to choose.
Life or death, Heaven
or Hell, it is up
to you. You will determine
your everlasting
destination. Do
you understand the weighty
importance of your
choice? OPEN YOUR EYES!
DON’T DIE IN YOUR SIN APART
FROM GOD. Repent while
you still have time. For
eternity is forever.
Hell’s torments are
real. Don’t go there, be
warned, be wise, seek Him, repent
and follow Jesus.
Notice how prochoicers
Are here, and not aborted
That’s hypocrisy
In Reality
Claiming rights denied others
Doesn’t show reason
…
Oh Megan!
Haiku without wit
You say I’m like Kim Jong-il
That makes me giggle!!!
You should try again
You really do look funny
With overreching
Couldn’t get the editor to load…
Last four lines should be:
Hell’s torments are real.
Don’t go there, be warned,
be wise, seek Him and repent
and follow Jesus.
No more government control here, they say
Really? Pro aborts seem fine with it
Regarding every issue but abortion.
Blind faith enslaves you
When you believe in wrong things
abortion is wrong.
Truth sets you free though
The fetus is your baby
That is the real truth.
No such place as hell
Heaven does not exist either
No such thing as gods
Men construct these things
To control and placate folk
Who need to be led
The rational ones
Can think for themselves with truth
With better outcomes
This god or that god
Which god is the one real god
Yours, theirs or the others
Many pro aborts, not all
And I did get the syllable structure wrong
Better at this as child!
I believe it’s strange
To posit certainty while
Taunting others who do
Can’t prove either way
Whether it exists or not
So why worry now
If others have faith
It makes you just as arrogant
To assume you’re better
It sets people free?
No, makes you a slave to a
lab coat. That’s not free.
Not better just right
It is not evidence that
God is ‘cos god says
Science is what’s real
All else is just fantasy
Made by men for man
Gods have come and gone
The current crop will also
Don’t create any more
Science does not say
Whether God exists or not
Or what form He takes
Thinking errors are
Assuming you always know
What’s unknowable
Even great thinkers
Say “Not enough evidence”
Not “God is not real”
I’d never be glad
to choose the death of my child
and that be legal
9 months VS. lifetime
When the alternative to
birth is death-matters
“Pro-choice” degrades mothers
I’m not just a vessel, Megs.
Maggie calls me “Mom”.
Injustice gets rage
because that is a natural response
taking someone’s life
You PAID for a death!
comparing natural death
to killing for hire?!
That is just tacky!
No miscarried mother would
pay for a dead child.
Once again we see
Megan’s imagined excuse
“I had to kill it!”
No you didn’t, Megs.
You didn’t kill for freedom.
You killed for leisure.
May the Circle be
Unbroken. Here and now, Lord.
The Circle of Life.
Notice prochoicers
Are here- they weren’t aborted
That’s hypocrisy
My *reason* tells me
We can live without killing
Or, live and let live
…
Strong women unite
We give life to our children
And still live our lives
Query: Who were they?
Were they going to be strong?
Maybe he’s a boy?
Or, was this a girl
killed upon the altar of
“My body, my choice!”?
How ironic that,
The next Gloria Steinem-
incinerated.
Science cannot speak
Of that which does not exist
Only of what is real
What is it you lack
That causes you to need gods
To show you the way
Abortion is good
Abortion prevents much harm
That is why it exists
How much did you pay
at the lab coat plantation
to have that child killed?
How much cotton did you pick
so Master would set you free
for the next 8 months?
You paid at least one.
One lifetime of someone else.
Hope it was worth it.
Hope Master was pleased!
Master loved that term paper!
Anything to please!
I am free, Megan.
I don’t pay people to kill,
then say I am free.
You enslave women.
Patriarchy loves killing.
There’s big money there.
Could have been her corpse-
Would have been so easy, too.
Pay a fee, I’m “free”!
But she would be dead.
Not 9 years old like she is.
She’d be dead like yours.
Women don’t get rights
On the backs of dead daughters.
Together we win.
How many men say,
“Abortion is good!” and then
creep out the back door?
Reality is,
men think abortion is good
because they use us.
It’s patriarchy
Which conducts the enslaving
Of women it can
The self-righteous ones
Would insist do as they say
To quell their own fear
Limericks for me
Are so much more fun you see
With more to impart
Science cannot speak
of supernatural things
it’s defined that way
I don’t need a God
But that does not change at all
Whether He exists
Agnosticism seems
To make more sense while we are
lacking some info
Bad does exist now
And forever will exist
Logical failure :)
I’m afraid I’m free
In reality. Also,
my daughter is, too.
I’ll not give her up
to someone who wants to be
my master. I’m free.
Righteous of self? No.
You missed my point. It’s for her.
This is for others.
Do as I say? No.
Do as I do! Never killed!
Letting children live.
HA! Fear? Fear of WHAT?!
Fear that my child would be waste?
That would have happened.
You tell Maggie that.
Tell her I didn’t abort
from fear, and not love.
I don’t want your life,
Bitter after sacrifice–
which you foist on us.
Had obligations
to others besides me, born
people with real needs.
Ending a life at
six weeks–this you mourn? What is
the “right to be born”?
Unique DNA
from us, not outside of me–
zone of privacy.
Relativism:
What were you saying about
hanging communists?
I am not bitter.
Just finding your handicap
perturbing, you see.
Inability
To consider anyone
but yourself. Just you.
Hung up on giving,
but I’m not asking any
sacrifice of you.
Could’ve kept it all.
obligations to others,
your child included.
Your child had real needs,
but nothing you weren’t doing
already, inside.
Yes, ending a life,
so cavalier. 6 weeks, years,
dead is dead, my dear.
Someone should mourn her.
If not her mother, then me.
Every human being.
Private-a house-full:
of beating, starving, killing,
Zone of privacy?
I never said that,
by the way. Deportation
would be more fitting. ;)
It is not bitter
to have children who you love
Worthwhile sacrifice
Avoid making them
Use contraception, abstain
No one should judge you
But when they exist
They should not be killed for you
To live how you want
Precarious life:
30% failure rate,
The womb is hostile.
Six weeks or two months,
the distance from non-being:
fraction of a life.
Arguing your choice
did not matter demeans your
role as a mother
She has a BIRTHday,
when she claimed her body as
separate from yours.
Genetically
Maggie was distinct from X
Right when conceived
High rates of death for
humans growing in the womb
means nothing really
All things must die soon
That doesn’t excuse or condone
unnatural death
You think so little
of giving life that
nine months means “the end”?
Privilege your worldview:
Life at all costs is what counts,
what if it goes wrong?
“Live the way you want”:
That’s what you’re doing. Us all.
I think YOUR wants count.
If something goes wrong
The mother should be saved yes
No argument here
Still does not mean that
Healthy fetuses should die
On someone’s say so
once again using
natural death to excuse
your willful killing
How is that the same?
I’m sorry, but it won’t work.
also a disgrace.
“non-being”? No such thing.
If they were a “non-being”,
their death would not be.
“fraction of a life”
is your hallucination
to comfort yourself.
No “choice” on my part.
caring humans don’t choose death
for their own children
It doesn’t demean
to recognize her life
she lived. It’s just right.
Accepting your child’s
death and paying for it is
demeaning to you.
Your child had one too,
just that on their birthday they
were born dead for you.
Always, her body
was separate; different lives
proved by heartbeats, Megs.
Blatant fantasy
it is evident in words
denying science
You write them here now
as if I don’t have knowledge
of basic science.
It does mean something,
when talking about “what ifs”:
Womb like a gauntlet.
When X’s daughter
was conceived, she had no blood
supply of her own.
Easier to say
“not the choice I would have made”
with your kid right there.
Then condemn the pill
if your lifestyle matters less
than a zygote’s life
No? Just cherry pick
the lives that matter, draw
your own lines in the sand
Fantasize about
futures, what if miscarried?
A life lived in six weeks?
“Life is very hard.”
So that makes killing ok?
You insult mom’s love
My brother died there
7 months after conceived.
Same as mom killing?
I don’t think so, Megs.
Our family was crushed.
We have decency.
No blood supply, huh?
HOW WRONG YOU ARE! Yolk sac does!
She had her own blood.
( Shortly after the placenta and chorion have developed, a new formation fully develops next to the embryo, called the yolk sac. The yolk sac contains no yolk and no nutrients, but it produces blood cells for the embryo until the liver, spleen, and bone marrow within the fetus have developed sufficiently enough for it to produce its own blood cells. The yolk sac will also produce sex cells in the future. That’s a couple weeks after implantation. Who lied to you about human development, Megan?)
Once again science
shows that you lie to yourself
Your child had blood, too.
She’s right here BECAUSE
I made the choice not to kill
your child could be, too.
Life is a gauntlet
All things must and will die soon
Should I kill my kids??
Natural death is
No excuse for killing your
Own helpless offspring
Welcome, everyone, to the Jill Stanek Dot Com Abortion Haiku Slam!
As you can see, some of our contestants are prolific haiku artists.
So let’s take a poll: Who composed the best haiku?
We’ll have two categories: Pro-life and Pro-Choice.
Just to be fair, I’ll insert some pro-choice haikus from Abortioneers so that Reality has some competition. ;0)
Ready?
From Anti-Anti:
Abortion clinics
Are great because they’re awesome
They do abortions
From Ebony Mullien:
my body is mine
abortion available
allows me the choice
From Choice moments:
Unwanted baby
women trust themselves to know
abortion’s so right
And last and probably least, from L.V.:
holy sh*t the test strip
shows one, two bars of bright pink
thank god i can choose
Some basic rules: Vote once, and the haiku must follow the 5-7-5 syllable format.
Have at it!
Well, looks like Abortioneers picked their winner.
http://abortioneers.blogspot.com/2011/12/poetic-justice-winning-haiku-revealed.html
But the polls are still open here!
Megan, you break my heart. No haiku here this morning, just overwhelming sadness. Who hardened your heart?
POST THEM THERE!
I posted the one I stole from somebody whose name I forgot:
A woman’s nightmare
To be seen at Costco
Buying mayonnaise
I added:
Kermit Gosnell staff
Go snip, snip on baby necks
Turn a blind eye, please
Let’s show them who is really creative.
I’ll submit these in a batch:
Real women’s real experiences commemorated in haiku:
Filth and blood and cats
Crapping on floors where women weep
It’s legal, it’s good
Mute and paralyzed
Dying in a nursing home
Thanks for nothing, Roe.
Off to Kansas now
To watch my wounded baby
Drown in a toilet
A janitor is
Doing anesthesia
Legal is safe, right?
A child, my first child
I am so sorry baby
I will come to you
Forever with me
Miscarried and aborted
All are my babies
Xalisae and Megan,
I am in awe of you both. So poignant. Your words are amazing.
This will most likely be my favoritest thread ever!!
In honor of the invisible women
The phone rang that night
Our daughter’s weeping friend
Roe took Laura’s life
If legal is safe
So are filth and women’s deaths.
Explain how this works.
Alexandra’s dead.
The clinic’s public statement:
“Nothing happened here.”
Karnamaya? Who?
Surely no more women die!
So she was not real.
No equipment here
To deal with emergencies
So goodbye, Ying Chen
A Planned Parenthood nurse
Infection control? Overrated.
Edrica Goode dies.
A receptionist
Can help with anesthesia!
Tell that to Laura.
Can’t cope with the grief
Shots in the Florida night
Cop and boyfriend dead
Knew he was a quack.
Sorry, Orianne, my dear.
His luck just ran out.
Stay in this motel
And watch your daughter dying
Trust us! We’re experts!
One clinic offered
Prenatal vitamin pills
We’ll let her bleed out
Surely you are safe!
FPA are NAF members!
RU sorry now?
He’s the hero of
Medical Students for Choice
Regina? Who’s that?
Clinical guidelines
Blown off. Bad publicity.
Holly Patterson
A Planned Parenthood
Screws up again. Say goodbye
To Vivian Tran.
We’re a NAF member!
Our standards are the highest!
Leigh Ann is still dead.
Diana trusts them
Your Medi-Cal bucks at work
Motherless children
We’ll turn a blind eye
To this Kermit Gosnell guy.
Semika is dead.
Don’t call a doctor!
Trust us! It’s normal, okay?
So Brenda Vise dies.
Stacy seemed okay.
How was her family to know
She would kill herself?
Monitor patients?
It is so overrated.
Oops! The patient died.
(“Patient A”)
Abortion. Can’t cope.
Words read in a diary
After suicide
Fast Eddie Allred
Founded an empire of death
One more won’t matter
He killed Deanna
But NAF says he’s a good guy.
Trust us, Maria!
Cover your eyes, folks.
Brooklyn abortion clinics
Are safe. Right, Nicey?
L’Echelle lies dead now
Guardians of women’s life
Pretend she never lived
Another batch they’ll never publish:
More women’s true stories:
We keep screwing up
With the Brevitol. Oh, well.
So long, Maria!
Twenty years with mom
In a nursing home, slowly
Languishing away
Louisiana
Confidentiality
Can’t tell you her name
She’s bleeding, bleeding
Why won’t anybody help?
Kendra, please don’t die!
A nursing home is
Her final home, thanks to a
Legal abortion
My hand must have slipped!
So now she is bleeding out.
Thank God it’s legal!
If they had waited
One more day, they would have known
They could afford the kid
Ultrasound? Fudge it.
She cries out in pain and fear
Lou Anne bleeds to death
A doctor’s office
It’s legal. It must be safe
As you bleed to death.
Who needs a pulse ox?
we know what we’re doing, right?
Too bad she’s dead now.
Stuck in a wheelchair
And shoved out the door to die.
Is this deja vu?
After Latachie
And Diane, he managed
To kill Nichole, too.
Yanked out intestines?
No problem. Shove them back in
And keep your mouth shut.
Lidocaine’s routine
She said she was allergic
Oops! She stopped breathing.
Hodari again!
Tamiia and Regina
Are joined by Chivon.
Mosche cuts corners.
Women die at his clinics.
Tanya’s just one more.
Explain to the kids
Why Mama won’t wake up and
Her feet are cut off.
“Ain’t I a woman?”
You aren’t if you died from a
Legal abortion.
So she’ll be crying
At night the rest of her life.
We got our money.
Fifty million deaths
And we do not blink an eye
We just avert them
Mass graveyards of choice
Created by apathy
Fear and callousness
The grim specter of
Forced morality used as
The excuse to kill
Rape baby? Kill it
Down syndrome baby? Kill it
Girl baby? Kill it
This is liberty
But justice remains ignored
And hid out of sight
America’s shame
Its people do not have a
Heart for the unborn
Unabated the
Genocide continues on
We still shut our eyes
Reality, I am not trained in apologetics, but I do believe in God, and I don’t feel that being a person of faith means you are being “controlled.”
@Christina I believe you are referring to Amy Richards, a very vocal abortion advocate. I read her story “One is Enough” (I’m pretty sure that’s the title) about 5 or 6 years ago. I think she became pregnant with triplets right after going off birth control. She then aborted two of the triplets by “selective reduction” and kept the remaining one. It should be called selective elimination. She ended up having a boy. I remember the fear she expressed in the article about buying jumbo jars of mayonaisse at Costco. How sad.
Phillymiss,
How was your first semester of social work school. I’ve been thinking of you.
You are correct that having faith does not mean one is controlled. To be a disciple is to willingly submit to a way of life, a discipline (with disciple as the root word). Such submission requires daily act of will.
Discipleship is not being controlled, but learning to master one’s own passions and proclivities. It is the ultimate act of will.
Camembert Roquefort
Parmigiano Reggiano
That’s Edam Gouda
You are correct that having faith does not mean one is controlled. To be a disciple is to willingly submit to a way of life (prescribed by others)
Discipleship is not being controlled, but learning to master one’s own passions and proclivities (according to the dictates of others). It is the ultimate act of will (to be obedient to what someone else directs)
– hm, you don’t see the dichotomy there?
dream of you and I
jumping off the table to
save your life and mine.
They’re just bent on becoming parodies of themselves, aren’t they?
By the way, the 5-7-5 thing isn’t the only idea behind a haiku. A haiku is supposed to be a three-line poem, always or usually free-verse, incorporating a theme of nature and usually having a “twist” in the final line.
EH:
“The baby is gone
Now I can get my degree
I can’t stop crying.”
Wow, that one’s straight outta PostSecret.