Abortion - X-Marks The Pedwalk

I’m sitting in the belly looking down on my knees oh!

what’s that down on me I think I get a visit

but it’s a syringe that opens and closes still it is

between my legs but something could be found ah!

the pain is horrible my left arm’s on the ground 'cause they cut

out my arm with a smile in the face though I want to be a pianist

I think I ought to win this race I can’t move my body in

this bloody room my hands are knocking on the walls but

the silence can’t call a member of human rights I’m

absorbed in thoughts and my small brain realizes the

scythe that redeems me from my legs the next will be my

head I’ll never eat a crunchy bread my ears cry in red

tears I’ll never hear the words love, war, fear, hate and

pain but that is not the end my sister near my rests is

looking down her knees and thinks she gets a visit