The number of missing people keeps growing and growing
The spirit of this land moans
Why don't the police apprehend the ones
Who are abducting these souls we know?
Mostly women and children it seems
The cowards way to grow
Afraid of the honesty and truth of their plight
If anyone were ever to know
In Michigan it seems like the colleges there
Are supermarkets for these crimes
It seems that every time an instance happens in a town
A college student is the victim each time
And the law makers pass laws to instill in these girls
That their bodies can be impregnated and mauled
Beaten, raped and abused by whomever
For abortions are denied these victim's by law
So the crazies and loons all navigate themselves
To this winter wonderland
For they know that their progeny are protected best when
The government lends them a hand
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem