neocolonialism
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A woman has rights,
But I’m told it’s her choice if she dies on the table,
Surgical steel stabbed through the womb,
Bleeding out, bleeding death,
Bleeding money.
A woman has rights,
He says,
We will wax this wood,
And Green Grass will Grow,
And all will be amazed;
They will be saved!
