Reckoning Day

Sorry my sister I wont be with you My spirit returned before it was due Like unwanted gifts Sent back to the store A victum of views unheard of before It seems mom and dad only wants one So my life will end before it's begun Breaking forever my wreath of life My soul surrenders to the surgeons knife We want a child Can't have our own Spend time searching for a womb to loan Go see the doctor So the eggs to be laid Sperm from father into the womb well paid Five in at once a roll of the dice Several can take is the doctors advice It took them 6 months to finally decide If there's more than one Commit infantcide Life now liquid an asset to trade Callous conception by agreements made Food or shelter is not to blame Worry of work snuffing my flame What were they thinking when they sent me away To live out their lives fearing reckoning day mr_alleycat