Poetry

1. ABORTION—THE GREATEST SIN
Abortion. A word that brutally devastates the heart of spell binding imagination;
casting a spell of irrevocably endless gloom upon every iota of exhilarating freshness
in the atmosphere,
Abortion. A word that is indescribably gory to the most unprecedented limits;
dismally silencing priceless life; even before it could take construable roots,
Abortion. A word that profanely imperils god’s most sacrosanct chapter of
proliferation; horrifically assassinating the rainbows of profound exuberance in life’s
mystical swirl,
Abortion. A word that perpetuates deliriously ghastly abhorrence amongst all
caste; creed and tribe alike; sinfully asphyxiating the mantra of innocuous
existence,
Abortion. A word that indefatigably rots in the aisles of murderously cold-blooded
hell; snaps every ounce of Samaritan brotherhood from boundlessly bountiful
civilizations,
Abortion. A word that decimates even the most unassailable flag of victory
to dastardly ash; hedonistically rebels against the Omnipresent Almighty Lord;
evoking the most angriest moments from emollient heaven,
Abortion. A word that sends vindictively decrepit chills down till the very last bone of
the spine; an unforgivable crime for which even the greatest of God’s couldn’t grant
you reprieve,
Abortion. A word that treacherously jeopardizes holistically burgeoning sanctity;
indiscriminately pulverizes stupendously benign goodness to the infinitesimally
worthless devil’s workshop,
Abortion. A word that foments dolorous discontentment since the very first
shimmer of majestically enchanting dawn; metamorphosing every ingredient of
poignantly scarlet blood in the body; to ghoulishly amorphous and heartless
shit,
Abortion. A word that salaciously reverberates with unsolicited prejudice;
baselessly penalizing the fabric of existence; to mollify meaningless idiosyncrasies of
pompously tawdry human beings,
Abortion. A word that pronounces intransigently cannibalistic mercilessness;
till the time this earth existed and even beyond,

2. Abortion. A word that disintegrates into countless fragments of inane worthlessness;
diffusing nothing but preposterously unwarranted fear; even amidst the most
perpetually deadened of graves,
Abortion. A word that is the most cadaverous of invective upon God’s paradise of
wonderfully symbiotic creation; diabolically squelching the essence of
compassionately synergistic togetherness into mists of perfidiously vanishing
desolation,
Abortion. A word that wretchedly penalizes the freshly evolving for ostensibly no
fault of theirs; a mortuary of endless decay and wicked diabolism,
Abortion. A word that swipes the uninhibitedly everlasting freedom to live and
breathe; torturing the naturally harmonious body to the most bizarrely unprecedented
limits,
Abortion. A word that propagates nothing but a disease more truculently debilitating
than atrocious cancer; ruthlessly killing the effulgent spirit of holistic survival,
Abortion. A word that not only sucks blessed blood from organisms alive; but
tirelessly relishes it; smacking its tyrannical lips in unfathomable contentment,
Abortion. A word that just wasn’t there in the dictionary of the God’s; a word so
deadly that even the most victimizing of hell’s trembled to harbor in their sinful
repertoire,
Abortion. A word that some females succumbed to today; just to maintain the
trim silhouettes of their non-existent stomachs; just to expend more time with the
bombastically bawdy high society; just to carve a flamboyantly artificial integrity for
themselves in the uxoriously dogmatic professional world; although they very well
knew that it would be the greatest sin that they would ever commit not only for this
birth; but for an infinite more births of theirs; even after the planet had ceased to
exist