How precious is the sperm,
Without it, oval would be idle,
We are all fetus,
Nurture in to human.

If I destroy the seed,
Who would enjoy the tree,
The future of a forest,
Is inside a seed.

My sperm is my private property,
The fetus is no one creation,
Why destroy the future,
in the pretends of sciences.

The poem in which you read,
Was once inside the fetus,
Preserve by my mother,
Destroy a fetus, destroy the future.

by Friday Dejavu

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