Pro-choice AmeriKa

a

Poem

A little girl, she's only fourteen

The pagan Hollywood pop-culture

Lies to her and now her morals stray

Now ain't that Obama's AmeriKa

We're not a Christian people anyway

She is a Mother

A fellow Citizen is in her womb

NARAL's cry is for Reproductive Justice

The human being is butchered

Into pieces of flesh

A vacuum neatly sucks him

Into the medical waste bin

His body and soul are forgotten by us

He doesn't need a name

Now ain't that Pro-choice AmeriKa

Home of the baby Killer

Land of the Presidential Abortionist

Who pays for this Crime Against Humanity

The American Taxpayer pays for this Genocide

Planned Parenthood just counts their gold

Now ain't that the US Congress' AmeriKa

Home of the Washington D.C.  Bureaucrat

These Privileged Ruling Class

Land of the Peasant cowards and Traitors

What-the-Fuck,

There's too few of us Patriots today

Our Second Amendment right is
Bestowed by our Creator, Almighty God,
Our eternal Father
It is an unalienable right

It is today, a right vilified
And rescinded
By Lucifer's minions

A disarmed Citizen
Is a terrorized Peasant
Who bows his knee and lowers his head
Not to God, but to
His Emperor

History repeats itself ...

How long can this Republic stay free

We've murdered 56 Million souls

Sacrificed their innocence in our

Abortion Holocaust

Oh, but we're not through

Mocking and Sinning against our Creator

Sit in the Church pews, look down the aisle

I see two men, holding hands and smiling

The 'christian' Pastor asks the question,

Both men answer, "I do."

Now ain't that Sodom and Gomorrah

Home of Sodomites and Pedophiles

This is my beloved Constitutional Republic

Bibles, Guns and Families

I'M TAKING IT BACK

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Poem

Copyright © ralph Marie de largo

@ProLifePoet

24 March 2013

Palm Sunday of the Passion of our Lord

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