Unborn baby holocaust

By
James Bredin

There is something about abortions that outrages reason,
Wrong decision by one appointed Supreme Court that season,
And we were therefore compelled to bow down and quietly submit,
About who to slaughter, murder, kill, abort, kick out or not admit.


That should have been an indication that something was wrong,
With our government, our courts, our Charter; the list goes on and on,
And it was then time for us to think about major changes,
Something our politicians and elites were reluctant in arranges.


But without binding referendums, we can’t impress that crowd,
They know we have no power so they all feel safe and proud,
With no set-date elections, they call one when and if it suits them,
Those who suggest alternatives systems may be condemned.

Sept 9th, 2010