Rosie Goes Poetral
Am I an animal to whom
you must decide Whether or not to be cruel?
Am I
your fetus? Do
you wonder Whether
you can mold
me to your liking? Whether spending
your hard-earned cash might be worth it to get rid of
me instead? Perhaps
I am nothing more than
your dying grandmother supported by Artificiality — will
you keep me around, or will
{I} be happier if
you let me go?
***
I will return
your Quality of life, be the Person
you want to be, Alleviate
your responsibility to Respect
me, if only, or as soon as,
you recognize that
I am even
your dilemma to begin with.
Dear Rosie, this is very pretty. And sad a little. -em
Wow. Nicely done.