ABORTION

She tried to be nice

I tried to be the good guy

On our first date

we kissed for a minute

and slaved our thoughts

to the fun that might come from beneath

Yes, we did the dos of the night

and now, she’s with a swell on her belly

She feared the eyes that will look at her

and the thoughts that will crucify her

So she danced the tunes of abortion

without my approval and lost her womb

✅TURKSONTHEPOET

Published by TurksonQuills

A spoken word artiste and a poet

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