Cells for SAle

by

Anne Strausser

They speak in this world of making clones.
Last I knew life's was precious.
Even with somehting as enique and awsome as a cell.
But I forgot in this world thye
run rampant have no affection
or inspiration with the divine soul.
To much freedom inlife they prefer to look to hell.
To think of the gift of life.
BUt now mad scientist,
free thinkers,
they walk in the new world order.
where divinity is gone.
Life is a luxury, drained of it's destiny with god.
With the thinking scientist.
the body was meant to sell.
they want the world to go to hell.
And with the fact the world does have its
order and destiny in place.
destruction looming high anything
but heaven you couldn't tell.
When they speak of the new world order.
to bad they don't inquire of love.
they don't speak of world peace.
of the order it had once.
But still these mad scientist loom.
with support of the president.
saying they can use our babys cells.
I quess clearly the world is headed for doom.
straight to hell.
but then again no-one can really tell.

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Dearest Valerie
by: Shaun Franklynn Dy
from: Cebu City, Republic Of The Phil, Philippines

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