Young Deaths Poem by Poetical Analysis

Old enough to die is old enough to what
Have toxic chemicals flood your gut
To twist your body in your womb
Turn this world into your tomb
Young deaths are just a moment a way
It happens every single day
Young deaths & their last time trying to stay up late
Sometimes just kids still too young to hate
Young deaths are mother's chains
Anti-birth pains
Young deaths keep men in power
Yank the chain and make them cower
Young deaths are Charity's crown jewel
It tricks the donor but the dead's no fool
Young deaths are babies too weak to play
Women too shackled to drop and pray
Young deaths are the jagged road that butchers women's knees
Young deaths are the agony that muffles women's pleas
Young deaths are in your hands and in your face
Young deaths are parents awaiting grace
Young deaths are just an eye shot a way
It'd be strange to be any other way

4/4/13



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