From Womb to Waste

"It's not my fault I'm pregnant and I want drugs, who cares?

Fuck the baby, let it die"

Burning urge to conceive

Like animals blind in heat

But they're humans all the same

Copulation compulsion to breed

Just anatomy and instinct lust consumed

But the product is a human life

A malicious maternal seed

Spewed forth in precarious birth

From the womb into the trash

Precious, twisting life

Crawling on the filth of the dumpster floor

Only known to the mother in guilt

As she stumbles from the alley covered in flies

With a ten mile stare dead to the world

She never gave one fuck for the child inside

None!

Sucks the crack pipe in shame just to forget

Yet with another hit, she's on the streets again

In another life she once had hope

But that went down the drain

Along with her pride

Nurses habitually resigned

Tossing the carcass, in the waste bin death legally designed

Fixing the future with quick extraction

Conceived and thrown away

From womb into the waste

Human trash, putrid, the bodies overrun

Aborted removal, with cold precision

Tools specifically designed

Forcing fetal termination

Blind the morally enraged

Bomb the clinic into oblivion

Kill the killer they will say

Justice through murder goes both ways

Conceived and thrown away

From womb into the waste

One more girl, mortified

Never knew what was growing within

Obese, diseased, down on her knees

She gave birth on the toilet seat

Insert anesthetize

Late term feticide

Orphan spawned from rape

Short lived, half a face

Crackhead whore for host

Hatching living ghosts

Pregnant, drunk and high

It was no surprise, when she left it there to die

One more girl who could never conceive

Psychopath, maternity-mad

Took a steel bat to her mother's head

Hacked her up and took the baby out

One more girl, six months in

Takes a hanger and a bottle of pills

The pro-life priest has nothing to say

As the embryo's scraped away

Straight into the trash with the unborn offspring

Generations dead in time

Progeny unwanted

Dead flesh pile a mass of cells

Ten more bags and the landfill swells

Ripened mass fetal decay

No one cares, were they human anyway?