Michael Bray

Author of A Time To Kill

Two Children, Maybe Three”

“Two children, maybe three”
Sang those Temptations
In conformity
With birth control trolls,
Those monitors of the earth
Who frown upon birth
When numbers exceed
What they think the planet needs.
But what will they say
Facing the Creator on that Day
In whose image they were made?
What stocks and bonds will they trade?
O let them come!  They are yours!
Shed selfish sin, open the doors
And tolerate the Truth.
Spare the smallest of youth.

0805 on 4 Jan., 2021

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