The Cancer Of Children Poem by Poetical Analysis

A gift from an ignorant well meaning hag

Mightest well nap your baby in a plastic bag

Hidden by a reflection of a putrid troll

That loves with the obsession to exercise control

A terrible sight, a gluttonous devil

Food being yielded as silent weapon

From chemical drones composed as fruit

These demonic parents, their child's life they loot

Decorated cancer cells packaged in clones

Sap immunity, & weaken bones

Irreconcilable stress to secure the cloak of sanity

This is the apex of parents in modern humanity

Bake the baby in a plastic oven of hell

Tis the stroller, the key to slavery's spell

Such dregs deny kids purity & play

Substituted with religion & sport in their stay

The cancer of children is a simple matter

It gets all the more worse as parents get fatter

So only the child can save their own body

From this wretched of all forms of robbery

Kill the minions cancer so uses

That love that which dutifully abuses

Your parents are demons killing you now

Only murder can separate them from their vow

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