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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=580311" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To the infant who was found dead covered in plastic</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">You had no business to enter<br>This unloving world too soon<br>And uninvited dear child<br>You unloved and unplanned and<br>Unfortunate and unappreciated <br>Burden of our uncaring society<br>Too soon like the free looting<br>Pirate you of all people went<br>And blindly smuggled yourself into<br>Our great over burdened lives<br>Your mother was too busy<br>Enjoying herself in the bright lights<br>And you sneaked yourself in <br>To temporarily bring to the halt<br>Her merriment in the lime light<br>And that was unfair of you to spring<br>The surprise of your shocking<br>Arrival while she was so busy and<br>In retaliation she responded to teach<br>You manners and feed you to the dogs<br>Where she threw you away covered in<br>Plastic oozing blood in the veld<br>Now you weep in heaven where you're<br>Safe to weep and observe the doings<br>Of the young mothers whose primary<br>Motivation in life is to make babies<br>As if baby making is the latest craze<br>Now you sit by the right hand of God<br>And you have time to spare and regret<br>That it is wrong to mess up with people<br>Who do not take kindly to have their<br>Petite bodies interfered by innocent<br>Guests who come when they're not invited<br>Oh child<br>Your who was never allowed<br>To know who was your wayward father<br>You whose birth was going to be<br>The subject of endless law suits of<br>The disputes of your paternity <br>Rest in peace<br>Embrace the events leading<br>To your horrible demise<br>You're safe in the hands<br>Of the Heavenly Father<br>Here on earth the pogrom<br>And the holocaust again new born<br>Babies is well organized and given<br>The respectable law like term of<br>The Termination Of Pregnancy Bill<br>And the pro abortion mob is in ecstasy<br>But no one wants to take the matter <br>To the voters<br>In secrecy the law is pushed<br>Through parliament<br>One is left to wonder why the jurists<br>Are shy to bring the whole shyster<br>Piece of legislation<br>To be debated by the responsible<br>Citizens in the open<br>Truly the law works in mysterious ways</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ngaka+Motaung">Ngaka Motaung</a><div class=q>
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This unloving world too soon
And uninvited dear child
You unloved and unplanned and
Unfortunate and unappreciated 
Burden of our uncaring society
Too soon like the free looting
Pirate you of all people went
And blindly..."></div>
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