New Piece Of Poetry I Wrote

This is a new piece of poetry i've written. It's about the whole Pro-life and Pro-choice abortion debate that's been so hot for the past couple years. 

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Pro-Life

"I'm Pro-Life!" You yell, you scream at the tops of your lungs like it's something to brag about.

"I value all life."

But mine.

You value all life, but mine.

You don't love children, you love control.

You love the ball and chain.

You love the key and cage.

Being able to keep my uterus on a tight leash like it's a rabid dog.

You treat women like we love to get abortions.

Like we love to get rid of the potential of a new life.

A woman doesn't want abortions like she wants a sweet treat after a long day at work or a new car after payday.

She wants- no, NEEDS an abortion in the same vain that a trapped animal needs to gnaw off one of it's legs to survive.

To escape the bear trap.

To escape your claws.

We gnaw and chew at the bone, scraping away until there's nothing left but a sliver of marrow.

Finally, it snaps.

It's painful.

It's traumatizing.

We limp away, alive but barely breathing.

But at least we have another chance at life.

Another chance to try again.

But under your oppressive rule, we don't.

You leave us to die and rot in the bear trap.

Refusing to let us be self-preserving.

And when we die, our bodies finally going cold and stiff, you cut us open, ripping the child from our uteri.

Oh to give a life.

So beautiful.

Until it's forced. 

Then it's parasitic.