Luyện nghe bài hát From Womb to Waste

Burning urge to
like animals in heat
But they're all the same
compulsion to breed,
just anatomy and instinct
consumed but the product is a life.
A malicious maternal
spewed forth in
birth the womb into the trash.
Precious, life,
crawling on the of the dumpster floor.
known to the mother in guilt,
as she stumbles the
alley in flies.
With a ten mile stare to the
world she never gave one
for the inside...none.
the crack pipe in shame just to forget.
Yet with another hit, on
the streets again in
she once had hope.
But went down the drain.
with her pride.
Nurses resigned.
the carcass, in the
waste bin legally designed?
Or fixing the future quick extraction?
Conceived and away
from womb the waste.
Human trash, putrid, the overrun.
Aborted removal, with precision.
Tools designed
fetal termination.
Blind the enraged.
Bomb the into oblivion.
Kill the killer they say.
Justice through murder both ways.
and thrown away
from womb the waste.
One girl, mortified.
Never knew what was within.
Obese, diseased, on her knees
she gave birth on the seat.
anesthetize.
Late feticide.
Orphan from rape.
Short lived, a face.
whore for host.
Hatching ghosts.
Pregnant, and high.
It was no surprise,
she it there to die.
One girl who could never conceive.
Psychopath, maternity-mad.
Took a bat to her mother's head,
hacked her up and took the 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 trash the
offspring, generations
dead in time, unwanted.
Dead flesh a mass of cells,
10 more and the landfill swells.
Ripened fetal decay,
no one cares they human anyway?