(Marcus N. Colon)
O little ones of old
The story shall be told
Of mothers' wailing cries
When your lives they stole
Infants to d**h
In slaughtering sprees
Fearful ancient rulers
Of false idolatry
What harm, what threat
To stalk a helpless prey?
Child to cease their rule
Could rise up one day
Survival, crucial
Tomorrow is born today
Strength of the innocent
They'll play while knowing pain
Centuries change
The story remains the same
Warped parents care
Dysfunctionalism reigns
Child in the home
With a sadistic sense of love
Sexual, physical, and mental abuse
From their own flesh and blood
Years of this routine
Now a parent himself
The pain of old is rage today
His kids inherit his wealth
Survival, crucial
Tomorrow is born today
Strength of the innocent
They'll play while knowing pain
A battle known so well
An unborn's future did tell
Roe vs. Wade
A nation of choice perhaps fell?
Modern big business
Exploitation of the young
Filmed to bring pleasure
Sick s**uality fun
Suffer the children
To come unto Me
An invitation of Christ's love
To which His kingdom belongs
Survival, crucial
Tomorrow is born today
Strength of the innocent
They'll play while knowing pain