That human can be valued
Really puzzles me
Is it the weight, height
Looks or colour that
matters?
Show me this market
Where babies are traded
Like omena, are they
weighed in baskets
Or like sheep, paraded?
Are you a party to the
bargains
That set a life’s ultimate
price
What benefit do you stand
to gain
By ignoring that life is
priceless?
Show me this up-market
exhibition
Where children bear price
tags
Then, I’ll tell you of
adoption
Where a baby’s price
Is just one warm hug.
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