X-marks The Pedwalk Abortion
ABORTION --- I'm sitting in the belly looking down on my
knees oh! what's that down on me I think I get a visit
but it's a syringe that opens and closes still it is
between my legs but something could be found ah! the pain
is horrible my left arm's on the ground 'cause they cut
out my arm with a smile in the face though I want to be a
pianist
I think I ought to win this race I can't move my body in
this bloody room my hands are knocking on the walls but
the silence can't call a member of human rights I'm
absorbed in thoughts and my small brain realizes the
scythe that redeems me from my legs the next will be my
head I'll never eat a crunchy bread my ears cry in red
tears I'll never hear the words love, war, fear, hate and
pain but that is not the end my sister near my rests is
looking down her knees and thinks she gets a visit
