Unbearable - Poem by Ima Ryma
The human need to procreate
Is judged by the powers that be,
Subject to the will of the state,
To abort or not to abort
To favor male over female,
The means to ends humans resort
To control life to greater scale.
Soon science and technology
Shall 'solve' the moral issues here.
Normal birth shall no longer be.
Programmed new life shall domineer.
Too emotional, humans get.
Give computers the birth mindset.
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