Bodies

You don’t know what’s best for their bodies
Stop slandering victims, forcing motherhood
It is their choice entirely
Who are we to brandish the innocent forced to live with this wound
Not you, not you
Stop!
This wound!
Not you, not you
Stop!
I’ll never know what’s best for their bodies
But I don’t believe this choice is made by fascist laws
You’ll never know their hurt so stop trying
And you’ll never understand the obstacles, the anguish involved
Not you, not you
Stop!
Stop!