Luyện nghe bài hát From Womb to Waste

Burning urge to
like animals in heat
But they're human all the
compulsion to breed,
just anatomy and lust
consumed but the is a human life.
A maternal seed
spewed forth in
from the womb into the trash.
Precious, life,
on the filth of the dumpster floor.
Only known to the in guilt,
as she from the
alley in flies.
With a ten stare dead to the
world she never gave one
for the inside...none.
Sucks the crack pipe in shame to forget.
Yet with another hit, on
the streets again in
life she had hope.
But that down the drain.
with her pride.
Nurses resigned.
the carcass, in the
waste bin death designed?
Or fixing the future with extraction?
Conceived and thrown
from into the waste.
Human trash, putrid, the overrun.
removal, with cold precision.
Tools designed
forcing termination.
the morally enraged.
Bomb the into oblivion.
the killer they will say.
Justice through murder both ways.
and thrown away
from into the waste.
One girl, mortified.
Never knew what was within.
Obese, diseased, on her knees
she gave on the toilet seat.
anesthetize.
Late feticide.
Orphan from rape.
lived, half a face.
Crackhead for host.
Hatching ghosts.
Pregnant, and high.
It was no surprise,
she left it to die.
One more who could never conceive.
Psychopath, maternity-mad.
Took a steel bat to her head,
hacked her up and the baby out.
One more girl, six in,
takes a hanger and a of pills.
The pro-life priest has to
say as the embryo's away.
Straight into the with the
offspring, generations
dead in time, unwanted.
Dead pile a mass of cells,
10 bags and the landfill swells.
mass fetal decay,
no one were they human anyway?