Guest Submission: Poem by Eddie

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While we keep killing babies, in every thinkable way.

Congratulations, Satan, your enjoying these days.

You have convinced the whole world, to do your evil work.

But the world is convulsing, and beginning to jerk.

The danger we face, not enough babies are being born.

We have upset the balance, the whole world is torn.

There might be no turning back, we are losing our grip.

We now need God’s intervention, or we will continue to slip.

Our world is now balancing on the edge of a knife.

Without God in our hearts, it guarantees horrible strife

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