Indulging delusion

I summon you,the unborn

Little stubborn,made up of meat ball,

Out from from darkness to the light,

you had to put up a fight

From the void to become child,

You had to prove your gender,

To the uterus lender

To the tests numerous other

There rests you promising to be sin free

You failed on it

Sailed on to delusion

With so much confusion

Sent to be sin free

You went on a indulgence spree

Feeling the source of induction

You were resultant force

Unaware of the goal

You diluted your soul

That is a fool in making

With thoughts shaking

Something is lacking

Since you are a sin out of a sin

You ought to be indulging delusion

In form of saturated pleasure

That is so faux scrumptious...

So nonsensious

Wise thing to do

Embrace the call

O dear meat ball

Delusion is your fear

But the conclusion is very near

O dear meat ball

Dear unborn

Dear child

I summon you to sever the delusion.

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