This is an R rated poem. It is violent

 

Rachel’s Weeping

Come out ~ you who’ve hidden under granite

Pocketed billions from weeping Rachel’s lost children

And thrived from rape and destruction of the unborn

Cut from wombs, “not to small to harm the tissues”

The price is high for fetal intact myelin sheaths

And if I could sui you for your sickening deceptions

It would not bring back Rachel’s children

The profits made from a distraught woman

Stealing her money and then selling her baby

Withholding the facts, “Now, sign on the line.”

You are disgusting, a disgrace to mankind

And though I hate you, and dispize your deeds

I’ve received directives to forgive your pathetic ways

And could I reach my infants: Jack and John

Would tell them, I’m sorry, though you’re gone

In someones food, or make-up, or hair products

Sold by corrupted men who’s income have sustained

Unsurmountable from the parts of your brains, 

You who I’ll never see again

 

“A voice is heard in Ramah, mourning and great weeping, Rachel weeping for her children and refusing to be comforted, because they are no more.” Jeremiah 31:15

 

©2016 October, Bonnie Jennings All Rights Reserved
Corporations accused of selling fetal body parts 

http://www.ocregister.com/articles/tissue-731858-fetal-research.html