The life of the innocent

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Look at the child
so sweet and small
will it be wild
or here at all
Look at the toddler
so precious and sweet
a little waddler
such a treat
Look at the baby
with cheeks so red
Never thought maybe
Never it bled
Look at the fetus
Simple and sweet
Will it be with us
Will it be a treat
The life so small
innocent bliss
stuck in a wall
everything amiss
a needle 
a plague
so feeble
the rage
to take a life
so innocent and sweet
is to start a strife
that can’t be beat
Life’s not over
because of a child
even with no lover
or when life is mild
A start 
not a finish
is the part
when your in it
So take care of the one’s
that can’t speak at all
Or you’ll see that the sun’s
set to fall

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