There are two perfectly good men, one dead, and the other unborn.
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Unborn Son
Flickered souls and eyes are gazing
Peering at the unborn son, behold
The things that demote a man
To begging with his knees upon the floor:
The beauty of nature walked to graze
As though the trees reach down to touch
The rays of sun that spreads the horizon
Like open arms to his unborn son;
A fire burning remiss amongst the whole
And shards fall out of the sky like bombs,
To hear the horrified warmth within
Like the unheard cry of his unborn son;
A perfect sunset bled to sleep,
The sandman pours his livestock onto heads
That need the hope and prayers of slumber
Like closing the eyes of his unborn son;
A speed of blasts and colors,
Engines roar still from the haunting motion
To have caused the crash to kill them both
Like the feeling he gets from his unborn son.
poem by Christopher's Dead
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Only government can take perfectly good paper, cover it with perfectly good ink and make the combination worthless.
quote by Milton Friedman
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Secrets 6
Of this type, the secret thst currently burns in my brain-
ah, drat,
which I shall guard fast,
telling not even Jane,
that bat-eared, tympanum of secrets
who is on perfectly good terms with the parties involved.
After all, I, too, change my socks daily;
for the sake of my investments, I shall not;
for the sake of my unborn children, I shall not;
for fear of the deese, I shall not;
as the festoon of red lights ahead blinks green
and the bus jerks into gear, I
shall not.
poem by Morgan Michaels
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Are Abortions Okay?
We've had three million abortions, statistics say
How many dead and dumped babies is that every day?
The abortions are bad enough but we can't see anything wrong,
As if tiny dead unborn babies really don't belong.
There are only a hundred and fifty abortions a day they say,
We are not allowed to know but; is everything okay?
We are all so politically correct that no one can object?
Can pregnant ladies do it, no matter what religion or sect?
There's something extremely wrong, though accepted here; I hate to say,
Regardless of what our appointed Supreme Court might say,
Why and when did we all become so politically correct?
With an unborn baby holocaust going on and can't be object.
poem by James Bredin
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Grief's Harmonics
At evening, when the lank and rigid trees,
To the mere forms of their sweet day-selves drying,
On heaven's blank leaf seem pressed and flatten-ed;
Or rather, to my sombre thoughts replying,
Of plumes funereal the thin effigies;
That hour when all old dead things seem most dead,
And their death instant most and most undying,
That the flesh aches at them; there stirred in me
The babe of an unborn calamity,
Ere its due time to be deliver-ed.
Dead sorrow and sorrow unborn so blent their pain,
That which more present was were hardly said,
But both more NOW than any Now can be.
My soul like sackcloth did her body rend,
And thus with Heaven contend:-
'Let pass the chalice of this coming dread,
Or that fore-drained O bid me not re-drain!'
So have I asked, who know my asking vain,
Woe against woe in antiphon set over,
That grief's soul transmigrates, and lives again,
And in new pang old pang's incarnated.
poem by Francis Thompson
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Massacre Of The Unborn
No survive
Unborn child
Cut to pieces
Left without a name
Unwanted because of the problems of humanity
Unspeakable crime
Silent war is the name of the game
Millions are dying in actions of death and pain
Misguided mothers make this happen
Sometimes for a financial situation
Or a sexual mistake
[Chorus:]
Massacre of the unborn
Massacre of the unborn
Massacre of the unborn child
Innocent blood cries in vain
Defenseless lives are slaughtered everyday
They should make a law against this insanity
Unborn corpses are growing in extreme quantity
Premature stage
Slowly destroyed by the human race
[Lead]
Tortured by tyrants
Unjustly demise
Infant children are left to die
Just innocent lives they slay
There is no chance to escape
Murdering is the matter of this case
A merciless torture to take
No one will live, because they won't survive
There's infant dying
Can't you see
That they will not have a chance
Of growing up in this life
[Lead]
[Chorus:]
Massacre of the unborn
Massacre of the unborn
Massacre of the unborn child
song performed by by Incubus
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An Unborn Poem
An unborn poem
Is perhaps a poetic reverie.
Sure it is, but I must say
Another poem
Has been conceived by me
It is yet to be penned down though.
It needs a pen that will never dry up
And the readers who will turn grey haired never.
Sure it is, and I must say
Within me living on
Is a poem superseding my others
Yet unborn after conception!
Certain poems are so, dear ones.
Between their conception and birth often
Scores of months entwine us the mothers to-be.
An unborn poem never dies.
poem by M.d Dinesh Nair
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Hand in Hand Perfectly
You and me
hand in hand tonight
and let me tell you boy
it's alright
Cause finally,
I'm singin a brand new melody
Yeah, you and me
go hand in hand perfectly
You with your smile
just makes me go wild
Making my heart beat like a little
child
and I believe,
we could make a beautiful family
Yeah, you and me go
hand in hand perfectly
It only took one night
to know
and darling you best believe me
I'm never gonna let you go
Cause when you took me hand
it was like
WOAH
Yeah, I believe we go
hand in hand perfectly
I believe we go
hand in hand perfectly
poem by Alex Krystal
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To My Unborn Children
To my unborn children
To my unborn children
Just remember daddy loves you
Hope the lord’s looking after you
In case god judges me differently
I just want to tell you this
I’ve learned many things, As I’m blessed and still living
Thinking about my past, yeah reminiscing
My mum was a alone, single parent but proud
I love you mum and I’m saying it loud
I’ve only got one life to live
I hope god can forgive me for my sins
I promise I’ll never lie, cheat or steal again
My only friend is pain and misery
Cos of all the agony that certain people gives to me
See my life isn’t great but it'll sure get better
Hope you understand my love letter,
I'm writing you this letter
It’s to my unborn children
Want to let you know that I love you
Please believe that I feel this way
I think about you every day
And I have so much to say
It's hard to face this, cold world on a good day
When will they let us have our say?
I was in an RTA and yeah I'm still breathing
Got to be proof there’s a god if you’re looking for a reason
Can I believe in my own fate
Have to learn on my own now
I want to make it on my own
Yeah I don’t want no handouts
I don’t want any fuss when it’s my time to die
Don’t worry about me
I’ll be up in the skies
Trust me I won’t be feeling any pain
Cos I’ll get to see my unborn children again
I'm writing you this letter
It’s to my unborn children
Want to let you know that I love you
Please believe that I feel this way
I think about you every day
And I have so much to say
Dear lord hear me when I say
Look after my unborn children
Cos I will take over from you one day
Until that day will my children get to feel love?
Better still if you do will you show them enough?
Oh how I wish they were here
Maybe I should try and change
Then my outlook on life would be more tame
I hate this tough decisions game
Every time I look out at the pounding rain
I see their faces staring back at me
And I'm sorry for not being there
Just know your daddy is a fighter, me against the world
Bless the children of his earth
To the Lord when it’s my turn
May I eternally rest in your peace
So I can take care of my unborn children
I would look after them now
I’m stretching up with my fingertips
I’m so close, yet still so far out of reach
I'm writing you this letter
It’s to my unborn children
Want to let you know that I love you
Please believe that I feel this way
I think about you every day
And I have so much to say
To my unborn children, please forgive me
This letter goes out to you to hopefully make you see
That daddy thinks about you daily
mummy and daddy loves you, we’ve got nothing but love for you
Hope you got a good life up there with the lord
One day we’ll be up there with you
Please, please understand
Just know we got love for you
We’ll see you soon up there in heaven
Take care my children, take care
Have fun and be smart
Stay together and you’ll be okay
I know sometimes you look down on us...confused
But hopefully daddy’s thoughts and prayers will help you get through everyday
Cos when I die my spirit will fly determinedly your way
By Jay Basey © 2009
poem by J.M. Basey
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There are two perfect men; one dead, and the other unborn.
There are two perfect men one dead, and the other unborn.
History is a pact between the dead, the living, and the yet unborn.
quote by Edmund Burke
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Whatever your life's work is, do it well. A man should do his job so well that the living, the dead, and the unborn could do it no better.
quote by Martin Luther King, Jr.
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Death of a Poem
Found dead in my study; lines strewn across the floor;
the slaughter of an unborn, a virgin text.
the sun electric, the burnt grass of the next life
that salinates the sea; an apple of the stars;
a dye stone; freedom as a whore and ghost of poets.
And the final pathos:
there are many ways of being dead before death.
poem by Leslie Philibert
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No one perfectly loves God who does not perfectly love some of his creatures.
quote by Marguerite de Valois
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Silent Election Issues April 7th,2011
There are no binding referendums or Supreme Court reviews,
Those appointed to these high judicial positions would just refuse,
Their word is law so we have lots of abortion clinics,
Where people kill unborn babies and there are no cynics.
But something is wrong unless you are blind, deaf and very dumb,
And you march to the beat of a politically correct drum,
As they dropp dead fetus babies into a large garbage bag,
And you are not allowed to ask questions or especially nag.
This holocaust of unborn babies, never mentioned in the press,
Ladies can stay in fancy fashion and never show no stress,
Forbidden to elect a senator and especially a judge,
No proportional representation and can’t carry a grudge.
Apr 7th,2011
poem by James Bredin
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If everything always went perfectly, I would feel like, When is the ball going to drop? Because good things don't always last. Maybe I'm a pessimistic person. When something just seems too good, I can't believe it.
quote by January Jones
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Letter 2 My Unborn
Intro:
To my unborn child
(ohh)
To my unborn, unborn child
Incase I dont make it
Just remember daddy loves you
To my unborn child
(ohh)
Did everything I could to make it up for you
Dont worry bout what people sayin
To my unborn
You know daddy loves you
Verse one:
Now ever since my birth
Ive been cursed, since Im born to wil
Incase I never get to holla at my unborn child
Many things learned in prison
Bless the still livin
Tryin to earn every penny that Im gettin
And reminiscin
To the beginnin of my mission
When I was conceived, & came to be in this position
My momma was a panther loud
Single parent, but she proud
When she witness baby boy rip a crowd
The school, but I dropped out
And left the house
Cause my momma say Im good for nothin
So Im out
Since I only got one life to live
God forgive me for my sins
Let me make it and Ill never steal again
Or deal again
My only friend is my misery
Wanting revenge for the agaony they did to me
See my life aint promised
But it sure gettin better
Hope you understand my love letter
To my unborn child
Chorus:
Ohh
Im writing you a letter
This is to my unborn child
(to my unborn)
Wanna let you know I love you
(to my unborn child)
Love you, but you dont know I feel this way [i feel]
(to my unborn)
I think about you everyday
I have so much to say
(to my unborn child)
Verse two:
So complicated to escape fate
And you can never understand til we trade places
Tell the world I feel guilty to being anxious
Aint no way in hell, that I could ever be a rapist
Its hard to face this
Cold world on a good day
When will they let the little kids in the hood play?
I got shot 5 times, but Im still breathin
Livin proof theres a god, if ya need a reason
And I believe in my own fate
Will I raise my kids in the right or the wrong way?
Dear mamma ima man now
I wanna make it on my own, not a handout
Make way for a worldwhind prophesize
I wanna go in peace
When I gotta die
On these cold streets
Aint no love, no mercy, and no friends
Incase you never see my face again
To my unborn child
Chorus:
Ohh
Im writing you a letter [Im writing you a letter]
(to my unborn child)
This is to my unborn child
Wanna let you know I love you
(to my unborn child)
Love you, but you dont know I feel this way [ohh I love you]
(to my unborn child)
I think about you everyday [everday]
I have so much to say
Verse three:
Dear lord, can ya hear me?
Tell me what to say to my unborn seed
In - case I pass away
Will my child get to feel love
Or all we all just cursed to be street thugs
Cause being black hurts
And even worse if you speak first
Livin my life as an outlaw
What could be worse?
Cause maybe if I tried to change
Who Im kiddin?
Ima thug, til I die
Ima ridah man
Touch bases
Eat lunch in plus places
Regular criminal oasis
Awaits us
If theres a ghetto for true thugs, Ill see you there
And Im sorry for not being there
Just know your daddy was a soldier
Me against the world
Bless the boys and all my little girls
Tell the lord Im eternal
Restin in peace please
Take care of all my seeds
To my unborn child
Chorus:
[ohhhh]
Im writing you a letter
This is to my unborn child [to my unborn child]
(to my unborn child)
Wanna let you know I love you
(please take care of all my kids, my unborn child)
Love you, [i love you] but you dont know I feel this way [how I feel]
(to my unborn child)
I think about you everyday
I have so much to say
Pac over repeated chorus:
This letter goes out to
Born seeds that I might not get to see
Cause of this lifestyle
Just know your daddy loved you
Got nothing but love for you
And all I wanted was for you to have a better life than I did
Cause I was out here on a 24 hour, 365 grind
When you get to be my age, youll understand
Just know I got love for ya
And I see that theres a ghetto up in heaven
Theres a ghetto heaven and ima be there
Ha, take care, run wild, be smart
Follow the rules of the game
Maybe sometimes its confusin
But the rules of the game is gonna get you through it
All day, everyday
Watch out for these saints and fakes
First comin down to death
Be an individual, work hard, study
Get your mind straight, trust nobody
song performed by by 2 Pac
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Major Congenital Anomalies (’Tis better to be dead but...)
A babe that’s born with brain anomalies;
With some inborn metabolic errors;
With chromosomal abnormalities;
’Tis better to be dead but...
Some babies with thoracopagus;
Some with spinal cord abnormalities;
Those with true hermaphroditism;
’Tis better to be dead but...
Some babies born of mothers infected;
Babies with teratogenicity;
Babies with just seal-like limbs:
’Tis better to be dead but...
Abortion is the treatment of choice then;
Yet, when babies are born accidentally,
Life on earth can be miserable to all;
’Tis better to be dead but...
And still such babies continue to be born
To faulty diagnoses antenatal;
Litigation may award money;
’Tis better to be dead but...
Yet, parents kill their healthy babes in womb;
Can abortion be ev’r justified then?
Such unborn have been killed without reason!
’Tis better to be live but...
Copyright by Dr John Celes 17-09-11
poem by John Celes
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Perfectly Flawed
I am perfectly flawed,
I am my own enemy,
I hate what I become,
I hate my weight, my height, my face, my race
I hate almost everything about myself,
We are who we chose to be,
I use drugs as my gateway to happiness,
Its the same ol' things I do,
I am a mistake,
I am a disgrace to everyone.
Our perfection will kill us all,
We are perfectly flawed,
We are a thing in the past,
We chose our own deaths through our weight and suicide,
Suicide is a cowards way out,
I am who I am,
We all have our own perfection and flaws,
I am perfectly flawed,
We are beautiful inside and out,
We are who we are.
(I thank Otep for the title to their music but this poem is all freestlye....
Their song got me thinking about this poem....Otep - Perfectly Flawed)
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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