No to abortions, we are pro-life

Mother and her womb, don’t have any right

To be a mum or not to be a mum

That’s not for the victims, of abuse to decide

No to masks those dirty rags

Born without them, will live without that

They hide our chiseled and painted face

We gain after spending, a lot of cash

Yes to guns, for it’s our right

Bullets is the language, that our souls speak

A few lives, few cries, a day of limelight

We are willing to bear that

Insignificant cost