Hello, 

Fellow writer’s of the written word. I greet you with a sad heart and woes for the end of my country’s moral compass and pulse.

Infanticide.

What a horrible word. 

What a horrible reality that there are human beings who would crave such a horrible nightmare of “normal” days.

I saw a Virginia politician explain calmly with a pleasant normal voice a law that would give the right of other human beings the dictatorship to decide whether or not to murder a new born child if the family didn’t like the human being at first sight.

A newly born human coming in to this world that would sooner see the human sacrificed to the god of molech and new form of human slavery.

My heart doesn’t break for the fools who don’t see the curse that will bring their own demise. 

My heart doesn’t break for people who vote such worshippers of death in to the seats of power. We proud Americans will get what we deserve in time.

My heart is breaking for the defenceless youths born into a world where their own mothers hate the light of their babies smile.

L. M. Parker