Tiny Hands

Merely healthcare

The United States of America is supposed to be a Christian nation. We were founded on Christian principles, we use the Bible as our oath book in every courtroom, open most legislative meetings with a prayer, and have the words “in God we trust,” on every coin and dollar bill around the U.S.

Americans routinely claim to be “one nation under God.”

And yet, this same “Christian” nation murders our young by the millions. We claim the protection of God’s name with our mouths, as our hands rip off those of babies as they scream inside their mothers. Then, with blue clinical gloves and meticulously sanitized instruments of massacre, the bloody, dismembered limbs are discarded into a stainless steel bin with a fresh, starchy bag. Tiny hands and tiny feet trashed with their tiny faces. Of course, only if they are still recognizable by the time they hit the garbage. It is more likely that, after all valuable bits are extracted and sold, (hearts, brains, livers, kidneys, eyes, intestines, limbs, skulls, bone marrow, gonads,) not much is left to redden any clean, white, trash bags

What a relief it’s all only healthcare! Surely, we can rest easy knowing women have the right to choose. The alternative would be entirely too uncomfortable—too vulgar—to be considered. After all, it is only a fetus—a tiny clump of cells.