Tears Of Dust ©

Have you ever wondered if as tree dreams?
Does it dream of being a seed once more or a severed limb that caught root as it lay dieing on the ground?
Why was it ripped away from its parent?

When a deer walks up to a hunter in a field and watches as he raises his gun up, does he know he is going to die?
Does he understand the hunter has to eat?
Does the hunter wonder if the deer has a dream?
Does he care?

When we rip a baby away from its mother does the mother mind?
Does she mind when we smash her baby then take its insides out and beat them into a liquid?
What if we threw it into scalding oil would she cry if she knew what we done?
Does she dream about her baby?

Children sold into work camps
Children molested
Children taught to kill
Children left on the street to fend for themselves or die
I wonder do children dream or do they just live in fear until they become their parents?

I saw something today that pissed my off.
Today while driving to pick up my three year old niece I got stuck in traffic by two protest groups.
One, pro choice supporting a woman’s right to have an abortion the second, pro life not allowing a woman to have an abortion for any reason period.

My views on this subject are simple.
Abortion is not a contraceptive so take steps not to get pregnant because I don’t think you have the right to terminate your mistake when so many people out there that are childless who deserve to have what you want to destroy.

Pro lifers could go fuck themselves to.
Who made them god to dictate how a person lives or dies because some women will die if they give birth so their view is useless also and there are other very good reasons to have an abortion but just because I was horny and got knocked up isn’t one of them.

It’s time both these groups got together and became more realistic in their views and help make society a better place.
There are positive points on both sides.
But this isn’t what pissed me off the most, no.
It was something more heartless that I saw at the protest that got me thinking.
It’s something…….no, it’s a lie we tell ourselves every day.
We say we care about children and small babies.
We pretend to be humanitarians and warriors of the weak and helpless.
We fight to preserve life not destroy it.
We hold our children close to us and would do nothing to hurt them or abuse them in any matter or form but you know…… we do.

Fuck we can’t respect another creature’s young how are we supposed to respect our own.
We get into wars and kill someone else’s kids, but this is still not what I am mad about.

What I am mad about is a bunch of people out there with fucken placards saying they care about kids and that’s why they need abortions so some teen who spread her legs for some lying jock knocked her up or a bunch of parents saying they are fighting for children’s rights and that’s why the are trying to stop abortions but what I saw was a bunch of kids that should have NOT been there with placards around their necks marching and chanting with their parents’ BULL FUCKEN SHIT instead they were here as opposed to someplace safe, like child care or with a grand parent instead of here with crazy people hurling insults and whatever else at each other in harms way, in danger by who?
MOTHERS.
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Then you expect ME to agree with a bunch of fucken phoneys like you who don’t give a shit about their OWN kids and I should support them.
WHY SHOULD I?

I SHOULD BE CALLING CHILDRENS AID AND HAVE YOUR KIDS TAKEN AWAY FROM YOU INSTEAD.
Unfucken believable.

Police were every where trying to keep both sides apart and these little three and four year olds were right in the thick of it with cardboard signs tied around their necks while their mothers were yelling and spitting at each other.
I wonder what those kids will be dreaming about tonight.

Somewhere someplace you don’t know sits a woman in a dark corner in a dark part of the world clutching a small figure.
It’s not moving.
It lifeless body wrapped in a dirty cloth, the same cloth that held it’s brothers and sisters before him that perished in the same way he did, of starvation because his mother had nothing to eat and couldn’t produce the milk needed to keep life flowing in that small bundle.
No tears flow down her face, she has no moisture left to shed, just blood but she needs that to keep his sister alive inside her.
Until she is born that is.
Some people never see a blessing others don't deserve them.

Just a little something to think about before Mother’s day

Have a nice day.

Walker.