4 menstrual periods per year with plenty of blood in between
Possible breast cancer pancreatis Liver tumor vomiting into my lap
But no baby, baby. Sign me up! The chemicals eerily coined
‘Hormones’ will be hoarded by this human pit in spite
That I have no clue if I will be one of the two
Who dies, bleeds to death for an empty womb
This is the machine I want to be
Modern woman is mechanized ‘Better than before, progressive’
Says Western Doctor with industry-fed speech
Take the same pill at the same time
Every day without failure to forget
Because I am too young, poor, pretty
Too smart too blue ‘bout the numbers of babies
That came before me and how to feed all
Those numbers with only one earth
To have the liberty to choose not to become
A reproductively manipulated machine
To have the liberty to choose birthing
Beautiful babies blessed with liberty
Never annihilated by men
From the past
Don’t forget
Every day
Chemicals
Over
Zygote
Machine
Over
MAN
