Oi you!
Hands off my uterus
My body
My rules
Why does an bundle of cells have more rights than me? Don’t I count?
Hands off my uterus
My body
My rules
A war against women
A crime against choice
Slowly taking our rights away
Hands off my uterus
My body
My rules
Don’t hide behind pro life
It’s pro forced pregnancy
Uniform washing,
New bedding,
Get ready for the week day.
Nice big roast,
Antiques road show,
Bath and bed day.
Washing drying on the line.
Birds tweeting and children screaming.
Everyone is cutting their grass.
The warm breeze brings the smell of barbecues and the mix of music being played.
Houses are empty.
Gardens are full.
Vitamin D being topped up with tans.
Flowers are blooming.
Bees are buzzing.
Butterflies are fluttering.
Hello spring we have been waiting a long time for you.
Don’t rush off too soon, we need your gentle heat.
Time passes slowly,
It is fleeting,
It stands still,
It runs out.
Time passes to quickly,
It waits for no man,
It can’t be turned back,
It goes by.
We ask for less time,
We beg for more,
It never ends,
It stops still.
Time heals all wounds,
The hands of time wave goodbye,
Minutes, hours, seconds go by,
We watch it but never see it.
It speeds up, slows down and stops,
There is never enough of it,
Time is our friend,
Time is our enemy.
There will always be time,
Ours will run out,
Someone else’s will begin.
In.
Out.
Slowly.
Deep breath in.
Deep breath out.
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
Focus.
Deep breath in.
Deep breathe out.
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
Breathe.
