Taking life in order to give it
in the name of your bloodline
and name sake.

A genetic legacy,
trampling choice,
putting out the fire
of true love.

Thousands dead every hour
still you conceive more;
selfish pursuit.

Don’t say you care
because you spent
2 weeks in
a city.

Prove it.

Control your loins.

Care for existence.
Not nonexistence.

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