TheAgenda of a Gender
A callous gender with an agenda
Obsessed with death and murder
Hoping and premeditating our children’s demise
We do these things without tears in our eyes
What shameless behavior for a lady
Rocking the womb and not its baby
Each month the womb awaits a child
We count the days until they die
We cramp, we whine, we quiver
But that’s the thrill of a killer
Monthly awaiting a bloodshed
We rejoice when our panties are red
We cramp sometimes, void of the bloodshed
But our thirsts is not quenched till our child is dead
So we pay those white coat murderers
To finish the job for us
I too have premeditated murder
Instead , I chose to be a mother
I revoke my gender’s , agenda to kill
To allow a child’s life to be fulfilled
- Jajamuse ‘10
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