While you are waiting
waiting for the world to change
One child cries another child dies
a mother is cursed for stopping to think
maybe her unborn would be safer in the sink
than the born being torn arms, legs, torso for
trying to separate the self-righteous from the believers of secular
irate.

The news report another doctor killed
for supporting the right to live
still another doctor killed for supporting
the right to die

While you are waiting
waiting for the world to change
A mother cries knowing today her innocence is but a lie
at sunrise she’ll be awoken accused of a few welfare dollars taken
baby in hand, she stands in front to be judged, her confidence shaken
while senators of lesser graces
with their Clark Kent and Superman faces
each living in different places
shaking down the nation’s purses
silken gloves and silver slippers leaving no traces
of the millions now having trading places

While you are waiting
waiting for the world to change
The churches sing warnings of what tomorrow brings
Pushing a congregation to protection
from the Devil’s distractions
while jacking out of their leaders’ midnight boxes
preying on, not for, the attraction of another
innocent face’s destruction.

While you are waiting
waiting for the world to change
A surgical strike no longer to remove a diseased malfunction
now a drone alone, surgically removes an entire function
and in a distant village all collapses from the resulting suction
when rivers flow swiftly loaded down with the bodies of
our surgical solution
and the sleepless man speaks out about our evil passion
now he classified enemy of the state targeted for re-education

While you are waiting
waiting for the world to change
We drink our coffees we drink our teas
we drink our granular poisons poured from fine bone china of
the arms and legs of the spirits whose bodies lay still awaiting
the landfill from the brunt out factories guarded by the ghost
of the human canaries
finally freed from the cages of those
wishing to blame you, control you, seduce you,
reduce you to their lifeless rubble of broken spirits,
vacant minds,
faceless concubines
reproducing once, self-replacing before they die

While you are waiting
waiting for the world to change
Kiss your babies, tell them no need to lie, no need to hate
because they were born already an enemy of the state~
@Anthony2013mdh30Vibes

Choose Living Over Existing(CLOE)Gender Free Writer(GFW), MartialArts-Auth"The Spirit That Guides Us" "Noir AM""The Lottery" https://twitter.com/dropoutgorgeous

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