Content: death penalty

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Recently read a poem about the trials of American motherhood. Mothers in America don't realize how good they have it. ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ Reading and seeing recent videos about the plight of women in the Middle-East (and elsewhere) bothers me. ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ This is a poem I published in eight eZines by this title, or Whisss... Chang!≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ Birth, Murder, Abuse, Motherhood, Twins, Spouse, Innocence, Death penalty guillotine ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈

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On my walks, gees, sometimes a poem just jumps into my mind already hatched and writes itself. Don't know if this works, but here it goes.==== Alternate title is: Youme or Meyou. ==== If your were a twin in the womb what your you call your twin? Youme or Meyou? === 9th month, dark, sun’s gravity pulls up, the moon pulls to one side. The twins prepare to enter a brave new world... UPDATE FOR THIS POEM (12/2/2010) - I have had this published 7 times. This poem hit a resounding cord with many editors/readers. thanks - max

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