AS THE NEEDLE OF DEATH APPROACHES

(The first and last song of a human fetus)
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What about me?
Do I have no life to look forward to?
What about me?
My song is silent, but its words are true.

Have I been created to be destroyed?

As the needle of death approaches,
She on my rights encroaches.

Good-bye Mother.
I'll hold no grudge
Because I'll be dead;
But I pray that you'll live
With that thought in your head
For the rest of your life
So you'll be kinder to my future fetal siblings who come along.
I pray they won't have to sing my futile song:

**********What about me?
**********Do I have no life to look forward to?
**********What about me?
**********My song is silent, but its words are true.

**********Have I been created to be destroyed?

**********As the needle of death approaches...