When Does Life Begin? (1990) Poem by DM W

I often hear: 'When does life begin? '
It's the burning question of our times.
Although scientific research is key,
When does it constitute a moral crime?
Are we now living with faux liberties:
Where a deep sense of duty has no place?
Where designer babies are de rigueur?
Is 'progress'the new god of the human race?
This brave new world seems to leaves no room for
Difference.O it wants us to ignore
The plight of the helpless; the sighs of the meek.
O what kind of justice can we hope to seek?
I read 'How useful is this human life?
Will it provide pleasure or provide pain?
Will it be a burden to society?
Will it be impaired: damaged in the brain? '
What value do we now place on human life?
Does everything need to have a price?
Is nothing sacred anymore? We need
Clarity; so that virtue is not denied.
It seems there are no easy answers to these
Burning questions, but we need some honesty.