Each John Hancock on the Dotted Line

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So much has changed since I was born sans giving my consent --
no baby being birthed today to live in discontent --
none croaking in a hurricane or quake or flood or fire --
none daisies pushing up on having braved a cancer dire --
none yet the bucket kicking having caught a fatal flu --
none killed in Mali's conflict zone, none starved in Timbuktu --
none strangled having met some sweet-as-candy pedophile --
none dropped by any mass school shooter going out in style --
none trapped here on a planet wee without a guarantee
of drawing each new breath -- before its final breath -- pain free.
 
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